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30 March 2015 Jeri Ryan vs Cassidy Freeman

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Posted by Lookout! Boxing on March 30, 2015, 11:02 am

Jeri Ryan (5'8”, 47 y/o) v Cassidy Freeman (5'8” 32 y/o)
Result:Lookout; Writing:simgrrl

Before: Ryan no longer the 'hot young Borg blond' of Star Trek fame, but she's still got “IT” - at least when it comes to sex appeal. Unfortunately, 'IT' doesn't equal HIT - which was always Ryan's 'go-to' path to victory. In her last 15 fights, Jeri's KO rate per fight has been 40% - compared to 45% in all her fights before age 35. That's not a huge drop off, but for a woman whose age (47) has surpassed her KO percentage (40) it's a cause for concern.
Unlike aging blond sex icon Ryan, “Cute Cassidy” Freeman has KO'd 67% of opponents FOR HER CAREER! Over her last seven fights, Cass's put women to sleep at an astonishing 85% rate!
“Tonight's business as usual,” says the former welter champ breezily. “A few weeks ago I blew away Cat Bell who told me afterward 'You'll have less trouble with that blond bimbo' - and I assume she meant Ryan.
“I don't go into any fight expecting to lose, or even to have trouble winning. Ryan's one tough broad, she still hits hard and she can take a punch too. But I made dinner plans for later and nobody, not even Jeri Ryan, is going to make me late for this date.”
Ryan not happy with any discussion comparing her to longtime rival Cat Bell who was KO'd in five by Freeman in her last fight. “I'm younger than Bell, I'm a better boxer than Bell and I hit harder than Bell. She's already well past her 'best if used by' date and should get out of boxing before she gets hurt. But - if she won't quit - then I can't think of anyone who'd enjoy retiring her more than I would! But sadly, as long we're both in the Academy, Ginny won't let us fight each other.”
Jeri Ryan still smokin' hot in a sheer black underwire bra and boy-cut panties; blond hair cropped short to her ears. Black gloves and black shoes complete a dark ensemble. Freeman in a green twist tie top and white hip huggers, white gloves and shoes. Referee is Jessica Lange in tight black bike shorts and striped referee top twist tied under her bulging juggs. (hubba-hubba!)
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During R1: Ryan closely studied Freeman's last fight against Bell and starts cautiously; busty blond circling right, away from Freeman's big right hand...but into her strong left jab. Jeri's head snapping time and again as Cassidy POPS her face. Ryan biding her time, shaking off the annoying jab to work her right in under Freeman's extended left. Ryan worrying Freeman's bra cups, but not doing damage where it really counts. FREEMAN'S ROCKED! Jeri doubles up on the right; first pancaking Cassidy's left cup, then coming inside to the redhead's face! Freeman reeling away hurt, Ryan loping forward in pursuit. LEFT HAND RYAN keeps Freeman back on her heels, puts her butt in the ropes. Ryan getting “big girl” on Freeman, whipping her gloves into both flanks of the former welter champ. Bell rings and Ryan, breathing hard, grinning back to her stool. Freeman shaken by blond power, but weathering the storm without long-lasting damage. First round to Ryan.

R2: Freeman realizes she's in for a contest, out looking to get Ryan's attention - which she does from the opening exchange of punches. Ryan lands a hard right, Freeman a hard right of her own. Ryan comes up short on a left hook, but Cassidy lands another right over the top that has Jeri windmilling her arms as she stumbles back off balance. Freeman steps in behind the jab, popping Ryan's face again, then turning into a sweeping right to the mid-section that takes Jeri's breath away! Ryan clinching defensively, pummeling Freeman's body from close range. Jeri feints left, when Freeman takes the bait, Jeri drops the right on Freeman's chin. FREEMAN SHAKEN! Cassidy's thighs shimmy as she briefly buckles, then rears up between Ryan's arms. Jeri bearhugs, spins her and shoves Freeman back into the corner where Jeri goes to work on Cassidy's core with thumping impacts as she hammers her up and down between the hip huggers and twist tie top. Cassidy taking a body whuppin' from the old blond bomber in the corner, unable to fight her way free. Ryan landing several good shots to the head and more than that to the body. Bell: Ryan still chugging away, turning Cassidy's toned and tanned torso a bright red as the second straight round goes Ryan's way!

R3: Ryan on a roll. Jeri switching it up, circling left, into Freeman's power, but staying tight to the redhead, not letting her extend on her punches. Ryan unpacks the uppercut and it hits with authority when it lands. Freeman going to Ryan's body, trying to put miles on that aging chassis; Ryan headhunting, wanting to end Cassidy's night in time for her to make the date she was yapping about! Women toe-to-toe midway thru the round, both landing solid blows; both shaking the other. Final minute sees Cassidy up-tempo, increasing her punch rate. Ryan unable to keep up the pace, falling behind in the exchanges. Freeman busting open Ryan's left eyebrow late, teeing off on her in the closing seconds with a flurry that does enough to win her the round and close the gap to 2-1.

R4: More of the same. Ryan getting the better of the early power shots, twice rocking Cassidy with right hands. Freeman doggedly sticking to her body attack; digging that left hook into Jeri's abs and welting up her left side lats with the right hand. For almost forty seconds the two lay together, heads on each other's shoulders, just bludgeoning away mindlessly; Freeman landing all her punches south of Ryan's heavyweight hooters; Jeri moving her fists in and out, up and down, beating on just about every inch of Freeman's body between her waistband and her ears. Down the stretch, Cassidy guts Ryan with a left hook that lands right ON the waistband of her panties. She blurts out a cry of pain and doubles over, grabbing her belly. Freeman's hands out of position to take full advantage, nevertheless chops a short uppercut between Ryan's juggs, arching her backward on the ropes. Final seconds all Freeman as she batters Ryan's body with both fists to the bell as Ryan clinches up high. Ryan's late dominance gets her the points and the round, evening things up thru four.

R5: Ryan looking tender; quickly clinching, tying Ryan up, conserving energy. Girls grapple belly-to-belly, thumping each other's ribs as Ryan clings tenaciously. Jeri's face tucked in the base of Cassidy's neck, left arm around her head, right under Freeman's left armpit hugging her. Referee Lange has her hands full trying to separate them, but as soon as she gets them apart, Ryan lunges right back in to tackle Freeman around the chest. They waltz around for most of the round before Cassidy manages to land that left hook to the body again, hurting Ryan enough that Freeman can shove her back and get punching room. Overhand right by Freeman staggers Ryan; Jeri counters with a left-right combination that nearly puts Cassidy on her butt! Now it's Freeman doing the clinching! As the clock ticks down to the final thirty seconds, Cassidy lands another left hook to the body that hurts Ryan, then Jeri scores with a right of her own just at the bell. Two of the judges split their votes, the third calls it right down the middle, the draw making the score 2-2-1 thru five competitive rounds.

R6: Ryan picking up where she left off in the fifth, landing that right hand and hurting Cassidy in the opening minute. She follows it with a left high on Freeman's head that shakes her but doesn't do lasting damage. Cassidy back onto Ryan's body, fitting that deadly left hook in time and again as Jeri refuses to give up on her right hand. Freeman hurts Ryan with a left hook low on her right side in the second minute, which creates an opening for the overhand right that finds Jeri's jaw. Ryan hurt again, forced to clinch. At close range, Cassidy bringing that right up over Jeri's shoulder, pounding her left eye which has swollen almost closed at this point. Ryan sensing the referee closely studying her, goes for broke! She pushes Cassidy back and throws everything into an all-out attack. Freeman driven back by a relentless barrage of lefts and rights that force her to cover up and keep juking and jiving just to avoid direct contact. But as soon as Jeri Ryan runs out of steam, Freeman goes on an offensive of her own. Two left hooks to the body hurt Ryan, but it's the straight right “on the button” that turns off her lights! Jeri topples over backward, hits the mat flat on her back. Cassidy, knowing a KO punch when she feels it, raises her arms and walks away while the referee starts to count over Jeri who doesn't move the entire ten seconds. Freeman your winnah by KO in the 6th round!
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After: Stone and Jones drag Ryan to their corner, they prop her up on the stool and apply smelling salts. An excited Cassidy Freeman arrives and hair-hauls the groggy blond up off her stool, then uses a fistful of hair and the back waistband of Ryan's bikini bottom to march her slowly around the ring, showing her off like a trophy at all four sides - much to the delight of the young women in the crowd who don't even try to hide their disdain for another aging ex-star hanging on well past her fifteen minutes; a fighter who is unable - or unwilling - to step aside so younger, 'more deserving', women can have their moment in the spotlight. When Cass brings Jeri back to Ryan's corner, Sharon Stone and Janet Jones are gone, disappeared. In their places stand Kelly Brook and Ali Landry - two former Jeri's Knockout members who still have deeply troubling unresolved “issues” with Ryan, their former stable owner and manager.
Cassidy raised an eyebrow, silently asking, “You two want a piece of me?”
Brook shakes her head and spreads her arms wide, palms out. Freeman hesitates, then it dawns on her what they want. Cassidy gives Ryan's rubber legged body a shove and she collapses into Kelly's open, waiting, arms. Brook catches Jeri as she's falling, jerking her upright. Stepping behind Ryan, Landry reaches around and digs her fingers into both of Jeri's throbbing boobs. With Ryan sagging back against Brook, Ali leers over Jeri's shoulder to the blonde at ringside - Ryan's 'protege', Blake Lively, who's just arrived at ringside after her own earlier fight. Ali puckers and blows Blake a “kiss.”
At ringside, Cat Bell rises from her seat and steps over beside Lively, slipping an arm protectively around Blake's slim waist and pulling her close. It would appear the Ryan-Bell rivalry is veering in an unexpected direction - one with Blake Lively as the object of their attention and over whom the two old broads may well be in competition for in coming months.
As Cassidy leaves the ring with her entourage, Kelly Brook and Ali Landry entertain the crowd; taking turns hugging the dazed and compliant Ryan's face into their bosom, each taking the shattered blond right to the point of passing out, then slapping her awake and passing her back to the other who does the same thing. Only when the contestants for the next bout are being introduced do the two brunettes drop Jeri to the canvas in a heap; exchange hi-fives over her body; then hug and depart laughing.
Blake Lively climbs into the ring and tries to get Ryan to her feet, but she's too “jugg shocked” to stand without aid. Only then does a leering Cat Bell join Blake. The two of them are able to get Jeri up and out of the ring. Once they're down the steps, Bell grab the back of Ryan's bikini and pulls, giving her a huge wedgie, letting her dimpled cheeks hang out as she and Blake support the wobbling Ryan up the aisle...to the delight of all the young fighters ringside who've seen more than enough of Ryan's backside - hopefully for the last time - as well as Cat Bell, Kelly Brook, Ali Landry and all the rest of the “over the hill gang” of 40-something year old FCBA veterans. At the top of the aisle, Blake and Cat run into Sharon Stone who is returning with the Academy's Nurse Sunny (McKay) who is pushing a gurney. They load Ryan onto the gurney and wheel her to her dressing room as the next fight gets underway.
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Later, at the press conference, Jeri Ryan shows up, showered, casually dressed in a 'wife beater' tee-shirt (no bra) and short shorts. She looks battered - but unbowed. Jeri talks in no uncertain terms about how “awful” it was “being passed around like a piece of meat.” As she continues, it dawns on people she's talking about Brook and Landry “mauling and man-handling me. I was totally defenseless.” Then adds, “Bell was no better. All three of them have no class. I especially blame Bell because she's got no chance of ever doing that to me unless someone else does all the groundwork for her. Cassidy fought a good fight and deserved the win. I've got no problem with Freeman. And I'll point out I lasted longer with her than Bell did...by about a full round. And I'm just a lightweight, not a big ol' soft, blown up, welter like Cat!”
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Tractorpull asked, “It's kinda ironic, isn't it; you whining about the postfight abuse you suffered at the... well, I guess 'hands' isn't the right word... of Brook and Landry when you and every one of Jeri's Knockouts delighted in doing the same thing to plenty of other girls?”
Jeri had the good taste to blush before replying. “I guess that's a fair question. Maybe it is ironic, I don't know about that. But there is no Jeri's Knockouts any longer, maybe that behavior is one reason we had to disband the stable. All I know is it makes me want to get back at Kelly and Ali and I'm going to talk to Ginny about that just as soon as I get back to the gym. Payback can be a very liberating feeling.”
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“What's next for you, Jeri? Are you finally going to hang 'em up?” Boxing On-line's rep asked.
Ryan bristled, clearly not having given any thought to retirement - at least as long as Cat Bell, Kelly Brook and Ali Landry are still lacin' 'em up. “I gave the ex-champ a good fight,” Jeri said, ignoring her nearly swollen shut left eye. “I don't kid myself I'm a top ten, but I can hold my own with top ten welters and most lightweights. That's something Bell has yet to prove SHE can do! Besides, I have a responsibility to Ginny and the Academy. They brought me on board specifically to mentor Blake Lively, she's my main focus.”
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A blond in a tight, low-cut yellow dress with a spiral notebook checked her notes, then asked, “In light of Cat Bell's appearance after the fight with Blake - and it looked like Cat helped Lively 'rescue' you from those two wickedly evil, low class, brunettes - are you the least bit jealous of the burgeoning relationship between your mentee, Blake, and Cat Bell, your worst enemy?”
Ryan's face showed her shock even more than her stammered response to the unexpected direction of the question. “I … I... I don't know anything about that. You mean Bell helped me back to the dressing room? I was really out of it then...I mean, I don't remember anything from the start of the last round until I woke up naked in …. Oh my God! Don't tell me Bell stripped me! Please, don't tell me that!!”
The blond smirked and shrugged, “All right. I won't tell you. You can wait to read all about it in Tractorpull.”
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Ryan, clearly flustered, returned to her prepared speech, saying she wanted to get more fights, then concluded, “I'm in the book. Anybody in the FCBA - or BBU - who wants to test herself against a top ten, or top twenty, lightweight, give me a call. I train hard every day and I'm willing to travel, if necessary, to get in the ring with anyone.” She make a 'telephone' using her thumb and little finger, holding it up to her ear, and said, “Call me!”
Still dazed - and obviously disconcerted by the blond questioning her about a “new relationship” between Cat Bell and Blake Lively - Ryan stumbled numbly off the stage the wrong way, bumping into Cassidy Freeman who was coming out from behind the curtain.
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As Cassidy passed Jeri on her way on stage, she paused to say something. Ryan nodded, then patted Cassidy's chest. Asked about the exchange, Freeman declined to reveal what was said between them. “It's nobody's business but ours.” Then she smiled and added, “But if you guessed 'Cat Bell' then you wouldn't be wrong.
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“I really respect Ryan, she's a class act and I shouldn't have done that to her afterward,” she said, referring to Brook and Landry, “but in the heat of the moment...well, sometimes ego gets in the way of good sense. Thank goodness, Jeri doesn't hold a grudge.”
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Asked, “Who's next?” Cassidy just shrugged. “I'm not sure. They're doing a welter tournament for unknowns, little knowns and who knows; maybe somebody will emerge with enough heat to earn a shot at me. Maybe. There's a half dozen or so highly ranked welter contenders who'd jump at a chance to elbow me aside on their way to the front of the line for a shot at Moore's belt. No dearth of candidates for a beating, is there?
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Someone suggested one possibility. “Who?” Cassidy blinked. “Charlize Theron?” Cassidy pretended not to hear. “Well, she beat me a year and a half ago, so you can assume she THINKS she's in the mix. Personally, I want Mandy Moore. She kicked my butt in December, but I hope she'll give me a rematch - unless she's got bigger fish to fry. You'll have to ask her. Like Ryan, I'm also in the book,” she said, doing that 'cellphone' thing with her hand to her ear.
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