BEFORE: "Neve's just a slower, older Britney," Summer shrugs in prefight, crowd a-buzzing at the bluster. "I'm sorry, but that's what I think. I dominated Spears with my legs when nobody thought I'd survive, and Neve's looking at the same demoralizing fate. Am I going to ruin her and lay her out cold? Maybe not, but I am going to devastate her. The big, thick battleship bantams of yesterday are obsolete: sleek and quick is in now, and when I add Neve Campbell to Britney Spears on my mantlepiece, everyone's going to realize that!" Neve's heard enough of the Britney comparison: she takes the podium with eyes blazing. "I want to clear the air on Britney/Summer," Neve says in rebuttal. "Britney's got the best hands in boxing - probably the third best body puncher in boxing after Charisma Carpenter and yours truly...and Britney Spears mailed it in against Summer. I trained Brit for that fight, and I was furious with her afterward, but here's the thing: Britney's had over a hundred fights and they cannot all be masterpieces. She had a flat night, Summer jumped all over her ass, and the fight slipped by us. Lest you've all forgotten: I'm not Britney Spears. I might not have her raw talent, but I work harder in training, and during the fights. I don't lure girls in and pick them apart: I walk them down and batter them. My plan for Summer is simple: dig into her ribcage until she quits. I will go and get Summer Glau. The idea that she'll be able to lope around, be bendy, and touch me for a decision just doesn't hold water. I'm not that fighter; that fight can't happen with me. For Summer to win, she's going to have to back me off toe-to-toe, and that simply is not going to happen!" Summer in black bra style bikini; small black mitts; long brown hair in soft curls. Neve in sturdy-bottomed yellow bikini; shoulder length black hair loose; small black mitts. Staredown: Summer impassive, head cocked to one side, right hand on hip as she gazes into Neve's eyes: Campbell rolling her head side to side, looking relaxed.
During R1: Summer lopes in, dragging a wide, sidearm buggywhip right into Neve's pale body PAK! then bounds back and to the right, circling counter clockwise all leggy/limber. Neve elbows in/dukes up/chin tucked - walking Summer down as promised. Neve jabbing to Sum's chest - stepping over to cut off the ring: Glau slowly hemmed in. Final minute, Neve able to close behind the jab - hooking the ribs, then the head: Glau buffetted, rolling on her hips at ropes. Neve working in close - bumping that left shoulder - hooking svelte waist...Summer catching a beating here, trying to lick back limber right/lefts up across Neve's tummy. STUBBY RIGHT HAND, NEVE CAMPBELL! Short, jamming shot to left ear/jawline and SUMMER GOES DOWN! Glau shunted into ropes, then dropped to her right hip: she's panting, flustered as smoldering Neve steps back all "I'm not Britney" in aspect.
R2: Summer showing leg, changing directions on Neve, lifting left jab off thigh to spank at jug/tummy from range. Swift right hand counters from Neve fall short as Glau leaps out of range/circles to her right...every now and again, Summer will lunge in, dragging that wide, sidearm buggywhip right hand loud into Neve's flank, then scamper away with potshot points. Bell: hardhearted eye contact established as ref moves in just in case.
R3: Neve systematic, walking Summer down, jabbing Glau in her chest to locate her. Campbell deceptively quick hop-stepping to her right to cut off the ring...canvas gets halved, then quartered on Summer as she's hounded to neutral corner. Campbell moving in off the jab; hooking the waist; hooking the ear as Summer covers up...Glau shoved up against ropes as Neve squares away. Nothing fancy - Neve crowding close, chin tucked, hook thumping off flanks/hip; knuckles pushing flat on Summer to heave her into ropes; short, clubbing right hands clouting jaw/ear around Summer's forward guard. Bell: Glau shook up, thighs trembling...willowy wonder absorbs more Neve-shellack than is good for a girl in the third.
R4: Summer with the loping legs/bendy back...time and again she curls in on Neve, lashing that wide, buggywhip right hand to ribs, then leaping back and to the right...Campbell's eyes flash, lips curling in pain: the buggywhip's hurting her! Summer scowling as she changes directions, long legs striding her around, turning either Neve flank - that right hand cocked at chest, ready to be whip-stroked. Sidearm buggywhips to flank-rib are complemented by slap-choppy rights to jug...Neve's lips parting in pain as Summer scolds rack for points.
R5: Systematic Neve again: jabbing the chest, walking Summer down, hounding her to ring-quarters. Glau grimacing, forced to push and work with Neve shoulder to shoulder...it's Summer's lanky, lithe dip-n'-rip licks to Neve's tummy/ribs vs Neve's sledgehammer, batting hooks and blunt right hands to head. Down the stretch, Neve's thumping hook crushes Summer's right arm against her body; whacks loud against hip; fits in snug behind elbow and DOWN GOES SUMMER! Glau's face pinches in pain as she drops to knees and left hand - her right hand pressing flat against aching ribs as Neve looks on in hungry approval.
R6: Summer with a concerned look - legs still springy due to good conditioning, but Campbell's pressure is constant. Neve tasting the lash to her body (Summer's vicious hit-and-run buggywhips) but Campbell won't be backed off...she systematically whittles down the ring, left jab pounding Summer's jugs; driving her ropeside. Down the stretch it's Neve all squared away, ragdoll-shoving Summer against ropes, then batting hooks against waist/flank/arm, with the right hand cocked and ready to find Sum's chin should Glau issue receipts. Urgency in Summer's corner during the break - trainer telling you: "Gotta hurt her, Sum. Make her doubt, baby!"
R7: Desperation in Summer's lashing attack - long legs a-loping: left jab now flashing for Neve's eyes; buggywhip right hands whiplashing for Neve's left flank. Midway through, paydirt: Summer's buggywhip cracks into the same patch of ribcage it's been hitting all night, and Neve's legs buckle! Campbell's face pinched in pain she's trying not to show...she backs away for the first time, allowing Summer to walk her down. Glau scowling, looking to pour-on: she knocks in the jab between Neve's eyes, peppering Campbell to keep her occupied, then stroking her heartless sidearm rights into the body. Campbell grimacing, exhaling through pursed lips: she sponges the worst beating she's ever taken from Summer Glau, curvy legs holding her up throughout.
R8: Neve grimly at Summer - jabbing for jug; hooking ribcage off the jab; looking to step in short-righty onna chin. Glau scampering/loping away from thumping body shots - she's lifting check-jabs off her thigh in retreat, flicking it to Neve's eyes with some effect. Campbell on the march, walking through Sum's fighting retreat...until late. Glau striding to her right, eyes narrowed...she leans in like she's going to stroke that body, prompting Neve's left elbow to rib-protect...sweeping right kisses across chin instead, putting Neve wobbly butt! Hardest punch Glau's ever thrown in competition has Neve's back (right) foot skidding forward/stepping down in bad position...she's stumbling lass, momentarily stunned! Neve forming grimacing earmuff...Sum steps-to - reaches wide to the side with her left arm and cuffs Neve a striping shot across paunch; loops a right wide to left ear; reloads and whiplashes that right in above Neve's left hip; pivots right for a better angle, bends in and gives Neve a TERRIBLE licking stroke from the buggywhip right hand. Campbell groans into her mitts, paralyzed by the shot, but still standing: Glau chopping away lithe on Neve, but can't get those legs to give!
R9: Neve trying to walk Summer down, but gradually running out of steam: bigger girl forced into earmuff, slowing as lissome girl circles, slashes away. Down the stretch, Summer Glau absolutely hateful on Neve - leaning in close on front (left) leg to gouge left uppercut to sternum; pushing left hand down on Neve's head while pivoting for an angle off her left hip, hacking in that pitiless right hand buggywhip. Campbell crying out, shuddering from the pain of it, but curvy legs holding her up...Summer's body slick with sweat from throwing her hardest punches into a unyielding brunette thickness.
R10: Summer trying to win initiative, exchanging midring...Neve misses a grazing right; turns on a short, clobbering hook and DOWN GOES GLAU! Vicious, head-swiveling chin-check...Summer's hands drop, her head lolling as legs give way - she pitches into the canvas knees-first, then belly down. Campbell chest-heaving, wincing from body-ache...she limps to neutral corner as GLAU BEATS THE COUNT! Bendy Summer Glau proves a fighter: desperately hurt, she digs in at apron, telling ref, "let her come." ON COMES NEVE! Campbell bull-strong on Summer - reaching under slender arms to heave her ragdoll into ropes, then batting away hooks...Neve looking like prime LaMotta, digging and clouting away repeat left hands as poor Summer bobs and rolls. Summer suffers the beating of a lifetime, but keeps hands on her face/elbows in...Neve punches herself out, spends final minute tying Summer up and bodying her into ropes to prevent Glau escape attempts. Comes back 5 rounds a piece: all those knockdowns win it comfy for Neve.
After: Glau battered, but winning respect tonight...if Campbell thought Summer over Britney was a fluke before, she doesn't now. "I won't say she hurt me," fiercely proud brunette says in postfight - glowing pink ribs visibly contradicting her, "but she DID sting me. It's very, VERY hard to trap this woman and make her take punches...when Summer Glau's legs are flying, you just have to be patient and work hard to get good positions. I'm big enough to give the girl credit: i threw her a beating that would have stopped Rachel MacAdams; I hit her hooks that would have crippled Elisha Cuthbert, but Summer wouldn't wilt. All that said, I walked her down and got her done...Neve Campbell's still got a lot going on, and too many girls are working too hard to avoid my heat!"
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