Latifah vs. Dan

Latifah vs. Dan

Another combination of a story at the beginning followed by a cyber-boxing bout in italics.

Latifah, a.k.a. "TNT",  and Steely Dan both work out and box in the same gym. Latifah is the former women's world middleweight champ, now retired for a couple of years, but craving the action of the ring on a non-pro basis. She still has the same impressive physique from when she was fighting as a pro, with exceptionally toned and muscular with strong shoulders, a set of impressive guns for arms and a taut six-pack for an abdomen. She has gotten in the ring with all of the gym's female boxers and got no competition, putting several of the gym's better female fighters out of commission for a while with her boxing talents. She now spars almost exclusively with men, but sparring with headgear and the thickly-padded sparring gloves isn't satisfying for her, even with the male opponents. She is craving a FIGHT!
Latifah's favorite ring scenario comes when she starts taking control of a bout and works her opponent into a corner. There her strong arms take over, keeping her opponents from escaping and punishing her foes with deep body punches. Most opponents never leave that corner, winding up crumpled on the canvas gasping for breath and holding onto bruised or broken ribs. Steely, one of the gym's better male fighters and as a middleweight close in size to Latifah, has been watching her since the day she arrived at the gym, initially drawn by her attractiveness and in-shape body but later enthralled by her boxing abilities and the intensity in which she went about her business in the ring.
They had sparred on occasion and were a good matchup, but Steely also craved the opportunity to get her into the ring without the limits that regular sparring entailed. One day Steely was watching Latifah spar with a male of lesser ability, a session she had begun to control when her passion – and her longing for a true fight – took over and she boxed her overmatched male foe into a corner. There she unleashed a severe pummeling, pounding her foe's body and not allowing him to go to the canvas until she had beaten him thoroughly, and then stood over him as he whimpered and moaned at her feet.
Steely could see her pleasure at that, and quickly made arrangements with the gym owner to reserve the gym for private after-hours use for that Friday night, so the two of them could face each other without the limitations of gym and sparring rules. They agreed to a private match, no one else there, auto timer set for 3 minute-rounds with one-minute break, count each other on knockdowns and no limit on rounds … bout goes until a knockout or one fighter gives up.
When that Friday night came, they met at the gym, and got ready in separate dressing rooms before walking to the ring.

Latifah: I bounce all around in my corner, shaking the ring ropes, wearing a pair of purple trunks with black trim, matching sports bra, as I bounce foot to foot in my black boxing boots, shadow boxing as my red 8oz EVERLAST gloves moved swiftly with my body, body has a light sheen of sweat on it, as my face shine with a light coating of vaseline I applied in my dressing room, I hold my white mouthpiece in my right glove as I loosen up
Steely Dan: I step through the ropes, in all white trunks and white shoes, also using the red 8-oz. EVERLAST gloves we had agreed on, rolling my shoulders and leaning on the ring ropes as I look across the ring at you ... watching your strong body move and watching your dark eyes riveted on me ... I have already worked up a sweat to mix with the vaseline on my face and my white mouthpiece is in my glove as I shadow box awaiting the timer.
Latifah: "You are in for a lot of pain tonight my friend" I say with an evil smile, as I pop my white mouthpiece in and bounce all around waiting on the timer to sound to begin this fight.
Steely Dan: "Bring it if you think you can ... but I don't think so," I respond ... knowing that you are indeed capable of creating pain from watching your earlier sessions, as I stay loose and pop my mouthpiece in, moving it in and out ... DING, DING.
Latifah: Moving out, set up in a solid stance, I move around you slowly, bobbing and weaving, as I pop off a pair of solid left jabs into your gloves, then cover circling, as you step in closer to me I come around with a solid right cross into your left cheek, causing my glove to hiss....ring ropes lightly bouncing.
Steely Dan: I block your first two jabs and can already feel some of your intensity, much more than our brief sparring sessions...I try to move in and push you back but get caught by your right hand, jarring me and making me step back ... no hold-back in you tonight, I see, as I shoot two jabs high into your guard and you block a right cross to your body with your elbow.
Latifah: I circle bobbing a bit, using head movement, as I snap a solid right hand in between your gloves into your nose, then I double up with my left hook, leaning into the punches, into your body, as I am able to get inside of your stance, leaning a bit, gloves around my head, a quick left uppercut snaps your head up as I feel some sweat and saliva spray.
Steely Dan: Your uppercut is a stiff one and I grab and clinch at mid-ring, your gloves still high ... the heat in the gym has both of us sweating, and I also feel the thrill of being in the ring with a stunning woman who wants nothing more than to put me down on the canvas...Have to put that aside, as I punch your sides as we clinch before splitting your gloves with a quick right uppercut that makes you back up a step for the first time in the fight..."TNT, huh, the only explosion is going to be on your chin, and when your back hits the canvas," I hiss as I follow as you back into the ropes.
Latifah: I cover up, as I use my upperbody movement, seeing you come inside I rip a hard left uppercut under the chest, then as you lean a bit, I drill a hard right hook into your liver area, as we lean on each other, I rip a hard right uppercut under your chin, setting your head up, then another one spraying a glob of saliva into the lights, as I feel you lean on me off balance.
Steely Dan: Your body shots hurt and I am not prepared for your uppercuts, and the second one makes me see stars ... Damn, this woman can punch, is my only thought as I lean on you against the ropes, the entire ring shaking ... I try to hold on as you struggle to get punching room and take advantage...I try to throw a roundhouse right at your head that you duck under.
Latifah: The buzzer sounds ending the round, as I turn and walk away from you, moving back to my corner, I pull out my saliva covered mouthpiece and squirt the water from the water bottle into my lips as I swish and spit into the bucket, holding the mouthpiece gingerly over the bucket, rinsing it off, as I roll my neck.
Steely Dan: I walk a little slower to my corner, leaning out after the water bottle and squirting my face before rinsing my mouth and my mouthpiece... my arms propped on the corner ropes and trying to breathe heavily to replace the air that your body attack has pushed out ... I look across the ring as the lights catch your purple trunks and marvel at your body again, and again tell myself I have to forget about that and concentrate on the fight or I will be in trouble ... back bouncing on my toes when the timer goes off for Round 2.
Latifah: I move out again, circling, sucking on my white mouthpiece, "Back for more, huh, sucker," as I snap off my stiff left jab bouncing it off your gloves and face, as I see your face redden and swell with each impact, I duck under a long right hand and pound your trunk line with a double right hook, then set your head up with a solid left uppercut, exposing your mouthpiece on your lips, as my gloves shine more now.
Steely Dan: Most of my punches have missed and most of yours have landed, and your double hook to my body makes me even more winded and I tighten my elbows around my rapidly-reddening abs before your uppercut rips through and I bite down hard on my mouthpiece, my jaw taking the full force as I back into the ropes, leaning heavily on them as the ring shakes ... Can feel swelling beginning around my right eye from your popping jab ... I pop out two quick jabs that push your right glove back into your face but doesn't stop your straight-ahead movement .
Latifah: I bob and weave, snapping my stiff left jab off your gloves and forehead, working my way inside, as I roll and slam a double right hook into your side then come around with a hard shot into your ear, as I cover up and use head movement, I snap a stiff left uppercut under your gloves into your chin, then come across with a stinger right cross into your mouth....gloves hissing, as the EVERLAST symbol is shiny with saliva and vaseline spots.
Steely Dan: My defenses are weakening as you bore inside, I try to focus and counter but your head movement makes it difficult and most of my punches bounce off your gloves or the sides of your head ... Unhhhh, your uppercut and follow-up right into my mouth knocks my head back over the ropes as I look up into the lights, sweat flying and spit rolling out of my open mouth as you loom large right in front of me...my head resting against the top rope.
Latifah: I snap a couple more stiff left jabs into your mouth and chin, "Told ya you were gonna be hurting"......hissing, then roll around with a hard overhand right into your left temple, "Down you go little man, you had better stay there too"....slamming my gloves together.
Steely Dan: I go crashing to the canvas on my side, as you stand over me, backing off to begin the count ... "1....2....3...4" as I pull myself up by the ropes..."5...6" as I get to my feet, still woozy ... and I grab you as you move in and clinch just before the timer goes off.
Latifah: I shoulder you off of me, "Next round Mister Chump I am going to lay you out right in the middle, maybe take that mouthpiece as a souvenir"...smiling around my mouthpiece as I go to my corner, sitting on my stool, as I pull out my mouthpiece and lay it on my leg, sipping some water and spitting, the drinking some, before rinsing off my mouthpiece, looking over at my opponent, seeing if he will come out for more punishment in the next round.
Steely Dan: I work my way down the ropes to my corner and lean heavily on my stool, using the water bottle to splash my face and try to recover before rinsing and spitting and washing the mouthpiece ... I roll my shoulders and gasp in breath as I begin to recover some, watching you across the ring looking anxious to continue as I push my mouthpiece back in and stand just before the timer goes off for the next round.
Latifah: I move out tight and focused, as I bob and weave around my flat footed opponent, I snap off a quick pair of left jabs as your right eye is almost a slit now, then snap a quick right cross into the side of your nose, as some blood begins running from your left nostril, I circle, bobbing and weaving, as the ring ropes shake, looking for my openings.
Steely Dan: I try to keep my hands high to cover my nose and right eye, and push out two jabs into your gloves before throwing a sweeping right hand that gets behind your gloves and hisses across your chin ... you blink a couple of times but continue to press forward as you eye me intently and I keep my guard high.
Latifah: I dig a double left hook off your abs and trunk line, then set your head up again with a solid right uppercut as I am covered with saliva and sweat, as you stumble back into the ropes, I step in mashing that nose with a stiff right hand, then coming around with a solid left hook into your chin, as my glove impacts hard into it.....my mouthpiece peaks a bit with my effort.
Steely Dan: Oooooffff ... my head snaps to the side from your hook and I feel blood spattering from my nose as your glove makes contact ... Sweat flies off me again as I blink frantically to get my bearings and try to grab your swinging arms for support, my mouthpiece going in and out as I try to drink in air.
Latifah: I move around with you near center ring, before I shoulder you off of me, driving a solid right uppercut under your chin, as your mouthpiece goes flying, "Good night little man", I say around my mouthpiece, as I drive a hard overhand left into that right eye/temple area, gloves hissing with the impacts, as I follow all the way through.
Steely Dan: I cannot see your left coming with my eye swollen almost shut, and my legs turn to jelly as it rips into the side of my face and I go to the canvas in a heap, rolling on my back and looking up at the lights, the only thing in focus with my good left eye is you standing over me, your gloves on your hips as you go through the formality of counting me out.
Latifah: "1.....2.......3.........4.....
Latifah: "I told ya you were going get laid out.
Latifah: "5....6.....7.......8....
Latifah: "Nothing but a victim," as saliva drips off my chin onto your forehead.
Latifah: "9...10......YOU ARE OUT!!"
Latifah: I walk around the ring, gloves in the air, my white mouthpiece showing on my lips, before I go back to you still lying in the middle of the ring and straddle you, my feet on both sides of your waistband as I strike a double-bicep pose, my biceps peaking and my red EVERLAST gloves high.
Latifah: "I own you little Dan, this is my ring!!!" I yell down at you as I take one of my black boots and place it on your chest, my arms still up as I turn my pose to all sides of the ring, before I step away. "You don't deserve to be in the ring with me," I yell over my shoulder as I walk away, my gloves still in the air.
Steely Dan: I roll over and struggle to my hands and knees, watching you still with your gloves in the air, knowing that I was no match for you in this one but secretly hoping for a rematch soon .
Latifah: "Come back when you want another beating, little man," as I slip through the ropes and head to the locker room.
Steely Dan: Slowly I get to my feet and work my way to my stool, still trying to get my bearings as I watch you walk toward the locker room, that stunning ass shaking your purple trunks, and already start dreaming of my next bout with you.