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18 April 2014 Lacey Chabert vs Kristen Bell

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Posted by simguy on April 18, 2014, 1:37 pm

BEFORE: "It's time to put my foot down on Lacey Chabert," Kristen says in prefight. "She's Mary Elizabeth Winstead to my Yvonne Strahovski...she's Cat Bell to my Theron: everyone knows I'm better. SHE knows I'm better, but she's like a stubborn little cockroach or rat or something. She's a pest, and I've had it with her. This is the fight when I break her resistance and really show her how stupid this rivalry is. She's not in my league - not as an actress, not as a woman - damn sure not as a fighter!"

Lacey confident, friendly with the press, smiling throughout...she loves being the thorn in the talented side of Kristen Bell. "I remember when Krissy turned pro," Lacey says, affecting wistful tone at podium. "It was supposed to be the end of a competitive flyweight division - the end of turn-over at the top. She was going to grind us all under her heel and rule like no tyrant has ever ruled before. She was just so smart, compared to the rest of us; so good with her hands; so quick on her feet...it just seemed like a level of class the 110 pound division had never seen before. So what happened? Why didn't she rule with an iron fist? Why didn't the 'Kristen Bell' era ever emerge? Two words, guys: Lacey. Chabert. Yeah, that's right: she made her move against, and I knocked her the hell out. Then I kept on her. The wheels came off the KBell bus, and she's never really recovered. And I love that - I love that she never got to impose her will because of me - what I did to her and how I did it. And you know what? I'm not done with her. She'll never be free of me, and the harder she tries to shake me, the worse it's gonna get. I'm not so much Cat Bell to her Theron - I'm 'Nessa Hudgens to her Mish Williams. I'm the conqueror of KBell, and I'm never going away!"

Kristen in bright baby blue bikini; small white gloves; frisky ponytail with messy beach bangs. Lacey in bright yellow bikini; small black gloves; shoulder length brunette curls.

During R1: Kristen up-tempo with the left hand at the open - double-poking Lacey mouth/tits with the jab while pivoting clockwise. Chabert patient, turning-with...timing blonde-girl for stubby straight-right counters, scoring to chin over Krissy's jab. Girls trade hooks to chin...Bell retreats to ring-apron, digging in; Lacey steps-to. Leads to methodical, flat-footed trading - girls like little gun-platforms, eyes intense, each trying to time the other's work from close range. Lacey not body-on: she's standing off Bell's front, trading hands with her, and remarkably, getting the better of the exchanges. Fun to watch, thoughtful stuff - girls with elbows in, dukes up in loose configuration, punching each other hot right/lefts up top; cuffing hooks to curvy paunches. Girls showing mitts-at-cheeks when blocking, but each looking to punch-with and catch the other girl inside her delivery. Spicy two-way spank - both girls tidying up - but no question Lacey's getting the better of it toe-to-toe.

R2: Same again - Kristen skirmishing midring, working behind a spitting jab: Lacey blocking poke, receipting with the stubby jab, moving blonde to ring apron. Leads to the same curiously methodical, spicy-punching trade...girls eyeing one another from relatively close range, covering up to tempt the other into punching, then trying to time the work. Straight, crisp punches up top score to either beautiful face. Bell chopping at Lacey's jugs hup-hup-hup: Chabert dropping a straight right from her shoulder to Krissy's pecs, doubling up tangy. Krissy catching hard clout chin and chest...she'll ease back into ropes, then bounce forward to continue working. Lacey calm, drilling down on her blonde - the stubby straight left routinely knocking back Krissy's face; hot-swatting lefts and rights cuffing at Krissy's paunch, making her cranky by the bell.

R3: Same again - Lacey methodically negotiating Krissy to ring aprons, whereupon the girls dig in toe-to-toe, timing each other for crisp licks head and body. Lacey landing the heavier punches - especially her cuffing hook to paunch - but ALSO out-foxing Kristen here. It's deliberate role-reversal by both vixens: Kristen trying to punch-with; Lacey matching wits and reflexes. Lacey tidying up with straight combinations from the shoulder, spanking Krissy's face shiny, and when it's time to hurt Bell, Lacey will shift weight to front plant leg and snap off a quick thumbside-up hook chin or belly.

R4: Same again: Kristen fighting toe-to-toe with a little separation, gradually watching herself get picked apart as Lacey fights with unguessed discipline. Bell busting up, now looking to sidestep off ropes to re-introduce mobility, but Lacey reaches in to body her blonde to ropes, making Krissy take weight before pushing-off and getting busy again. Lacey really widening the output gap: as round goes on, Bell's punching less, showing more crossed-arm fronts (right inside left shoulder/left under right elbow) facing into Chabert's punishment. Lacey happily cleaning up, but not getting wild - just getting off in measured bursts of 2s and 3s, bringing mitts back to cheeks to see what Kristen does, then taking immediate counter-measures. Bell: Chabert helps herself to paunch with a pair of cuffing thumbside-up hooks late...Bell disheveled, pouting, frazzled as an upbeat Chabert is escorted to her corner for a lecture.

R5: Lacey bracing her blonde at ropes: Chabert knuckling Kristen's front to set, then spanking away straight-shots up top, cuffing hooks downstairs. Bell frowning, gradually getting broken down in the set-piece exchanges, but committed to fighting and winning these tricky toe-to-toe sessions. Midway through, Bell gets the timing exactly right, trading short right hands to chin, then beating Lacey to a short left hook up top, buckling Lacey's knees! Chabert hurt, distressed for the first time...she reaches her hands forward to keep Krissy away, but blonde-girl smells blood, doubling up her hook to chin/dropping in the tidy right hand and LACEY GOES DOWN! Bell all touched up, frayed at the edges, but jogging to neutral corner with new spring in her step: she's got Lacey hurt! Chabert beats the count but now HER back is toward the ropes as Bell hops back in to engage. Same thoughtful action in sudden bursts...Krissy bending her knees to jab Lacey's tummy, then straightening up to flash the straight right/wide left hook combo to head. Chabert catching hot and hard - face repeatedly spanked as blonde puts clever punches together...Bell finishes up with a meanspirited double hook/hot right hand to jug, leaving Lacey throbbing at bell.

R6: Lacey setting up on apron, left foot forward: Krissy steps-to, blue eyes blazing. Bell feinting; stooping to jab gut; feinting; hooking chin; dropping in the tart right cross; hooking paunch. Chabert getting picked apart...whenever Lacey catches really clean, she eases herself to bounce off ropes, but never allows herself to lay on them. Midway through, accumulation of crisp combinations has Lacey staring, stumble-bumming to her right along ropes...blonde-girl stepping-with, jabbing-tummy to measure, then cleaning up tic-tac-toe. Down the stretch...Lacey glassy-eyed, cut in her mouth, starting to get loose in the pocket, but she's still banging back...girls trade stout hooks to quivering tummies, then Chabert chops a short right to chin, PUTTING KRISTEN WOBBLY-BUTT! Kristen distraught, SO disappointed to have been hurt in her moment of triumph...she leans in pate to pate, crowding Lacey in hopes of smothering the work. Chabert grinds away cheek-on-cheek, hooking the waistline; flashing the short right uppercut in tight. Bell grimacing, trying to shoulder Lacey into ropes, but Chabert's not having it. Hook to tummy; clipping left uppercut...Lacey hurting Krissy inside - girls grinding it out pate to pate, mitts held close to chests when not punching. Chabert nudging Krissy off with the extended left elbow, pushing cheek-on-cheek with Bell: Krissy flashing a shoe-shining combo to gut, but Lacey soaks it up, hooks paunch in receipt, puts the left uppercut short to chin and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Bell picked up hard, knees cutting out...she drops woozy to haunches and hands, staring out at crowd as Lacey steps off the ropes all smiles.

R7: Kristen grimly trying to get respect off the apron - shooting straight right hands off the shoulder ticketed for chin. Lacey blocking and parrying, short-hooking to chin in receipt, answering-back her own short right...once again, curvy little brunette starts to out-punch her blonde in set-piece action. Bell wobbly-butt - still hurt from the sixth round, but grimly grinding it out...Lacey starting to bully her blonde as round progresses. Chabert in rhythm - knuckling Bell's shoulders to bounce her off the ropes; rolling shoulders to work gut hup-hup-hup; coming off the body via hot-hook to chin, swiveling blonde head hard enough to whipsaw that ponytail. Lacey methodical, setting a driving pace...she's punishing Kristen, beating body/arms, cleaning up chin and it's all too much. Bell's legs spasm, sagging her into ropes with a destitute expression...Lacey leans in with a wide thumbside-up right that slams to a halt on Kristen's jaw and BLONDE GIRL GOES OUT! Bell fast asleep on her feet as she leans right-shoulder on ropes, hands stacked right atop left at her belly...Lacey grinning, resetting herself, feeding Krissy another slamming wide right just because, AND ANOTHER! Ref finally jumps in to cradle Krissy to safety as Lacey bounds away the TKO7 Victrix!

After: Bell in tears when she comes-to...devastating defeat just adds to the legend of Lacey and Kristen...a legend Bell had hoped to dispel tonight. "She was so focussed on hurting me that she forgot I'm stronger than her!" Lacey grins in postfight. "The only good thing about her is her legs, and she didn't even use them tonight. She thought she could out-hit me, but she can't! I'm so far inside her head she just doesn't know what to do with me. She's fighting confused, trying to find some kind of silver bullet for me, and meanwhile, I'm just beating her up and loving it!"