Posted by Simguy on 6/14/2002, 7:19 am.

Before: Peta and Famke, Names linked forever by the special kind of hurt they put on each other in their last encounter—a fight so bitter and brutal that perhaps only a handful of other women (Bell/Theron, Dunning/Ryan, etc.) can really comprehend the experience. 12 weeks since that catastrophic brawl—both women confident they are healed and whole, but that remains to be seen. “In the end,” observes Famke, “I put Peta to sleep, I used her up, if anyone’s coming in broken, it’s her.” Wilson hollow eyed at the memory of going under to Janssen’s assault, “I punched myself out, didn’t pace myself late and it was a mistake,” Peta admits, “but I can make adjustments for this fight. Famke can’t. She doesn’t leave this ring standing—that’s a promise to myself, and my fans.” Peta in white athletic bikini, sports bra style cut—Famke in elegant red silk bikini hair up.

During R1: Wilson’s adjustments show up early. Famke beat Peta to death with the jab last time out—Wilson sitting on it early, fades and ROCKS Janssen a counter right hand on the ear to get the lanky Belgian staggering. Peta wading into Famke’s breadbasket with thudding lefts and rights, beats her girl to the ropes and has a fine bully’s first minute, but Janssen shows her mettle. Midway through, it’s Famke banging back, tightening up her strokes nice for a tall woman, curling them up through the middle to bang back Peta’s chin. Walking brawl develops, women at close range, trading 2 and 3 shattering licks, palming and pushing each other back to midring. Punching continues on after the bell as snarling beauties won’t let up.

R2: Peta with that little fade step out, rock back in and she NAILS Famke another perfect right hand counter over the jab, wrecking Janssen’s legs again and sending the Red Devil tilting to her right. Janssen covering up hurt, sinks to the ropes and it’s all Peta.  Wilson pressing up with her shoulder and forearm, then laying waste to the body with shattering lefts and rights, just a-STROKING away to Famke’s rigid torso, Janssen beaten down in the midriff, starts to wilt forward—Peta reads it, starts jerking the tight uppercuts inside to bang back that brittle face. Janssen busting up, taking punches, lolling helplessly with arms crossed as Wilson goes bell to bell. Peta nodding, strutting back to her corner—Famke all shook up after 2.

R3: Famke out quick to center ring, grabbing that valuable real estate, still committed to her jab and getting it over this round. Peta surprised at the range and power of that stick—she’s getting touched hard, forced to back out and regroup along the ropes, Janssen stalking, now turning over right crosses. Peta crossing her arms, bending at the waist and coming back underneath with wide, welting strokes across the beltline. Nice rangy give and take this round—both girls taking a terrific punch, but Famke’s  got control of the agenda.

R4: Two way action continues, but it’s at Janssen’s range, pace. Famke punishing Wilson’s face with stunning jabs, stepping the blonde to the corners, then leaning into withering right hands that Wilson’s taking well, but taking flush. Peta bulling her way forward in spots, still raking that ribcage, but unable to back Famke to the ropes and really work her over. Another long distance round to sharpshooting Janssen.

R5: Janssen dialing in—Peta breaking down under those merciless left jabs, End of the first minute, Wilson with hands at her chest, looking sleepy—Famke leans in behind a shattering right cross. Peta reeling with the blow, then stumbling forward to clinch—Janssen backing up in good order, walking the blonde into soul-sucking lashes across the stomach from either hand. Rest of the way is big girl boxing from Janssen—she’s stamping home the jab, drilling the right hand over Peta’s left shoulder, then palming the blonde I the shoulders, pushing her around the ring, Wilson on her heels, groggy from punches—she’s all banged up after 5.

R6: Famke’s rolling her up! Janssen clear eyed, fresh legged—she keeps banging away with that jab, backing Wilson to the ropes and LABELLING the blonde a whistling right cross that has Peta leaning helplessly against the strands. Janssen smart, not smothering herself—she punches, then palms, constantly pushing Wilson back out to arms length where Janssen can extend on the next haymaker. Gut check time for Peta—she’s hurt, barely defending herself, getting walloped with heartbreaking rights to the jaw and spanked by a telephone pole left, At the bell, Wilson wobbly butt, wandering, eyes glazed—Janssen eyes her prey with cold satisfaction at the bell.

R7: Peta digs down. Wilson with the right hand at her left cheek, bobs her way in past the stick and REEFS the hook across Famke’s waist—Janssen giving ground for the first time since the second, hits the ropes in disarray. Peta getting brawny, coming in hard with her head and shoulders, making Janssen feel the weight and working that ribcage with thumping lefts and rights, Peta pulling on Janssen’s right arm, jamming the redhead into the corner, stuffing her with shoulder blocks, blasting away with free right hands to the chin and ribs—this is bludgeoning blonde work at its finest. Famke windblown, unable to push her way out—beating just adds up as Peta won’t be denied! All starts unraveling down the stretch as groggy Famke J stumbles to all fours, Janssen showing that heart, beats the count but is NAILED a gigantic overhand right upside the head that has her swaying—quick follow up to the gut bunches Janssen forward—Peta leaning in on the girl’s back pushes Famke to the canvas for cheap knockdown. Famke rises AGAIN, legs trembling, arms limp and she starts pushing leather! Peta shaking off the weak nudges, SLAMMING back vicious rights and lefts to the chest and face of her girl and JANSSEN GOES OUT! Famke’s head swiveling lifelessly as she stands to a take senseless punishment before crumbling to the canvas—KO7 Peta Wilson.

After: Sobbing redemption for Peta in another vicious slugfest that saw both women absorb sensational punishment, Janssen ahead on all cards, heroically rallying herself from another multi-knockdown round but this time Peta made no mistake. “No girl takes my punches round after round and survives,” says Wilson, “Famke gave what she had in the first fight, but it started coming again, she couldn’t face it. She’ s strong, strong girl—but I humbled her tonight.” Janssen’s turn to lick her wounds and deal with defeat—Peta stops a worrisome slide and looks to re-establish herself atop the totem at welter.

Reposted by Archer 12.25/09