Female Boxing Federation

19:13 Emily_Stanly: I arrive at the seedy unlicensed venue for my rematch with the American boxer Natalie Bosques. I’m Emily Stanly from Great Britain and last time Natalie and I stepped in the ring together I won by KO, and it was such a cliff hanger of a fight, the fans have demanded another fight between us. At 5 ft 8 in and 140 lbs, I’m taller and heavier than Bosques, but there is a 13 year age difference between us, that is concerning to me, being age 45. No doubt this will be a tough fight. I change into a grey sports bra, some short black boxing trunks, black boxing boots, and a some blue 8 oz gloves with white strike zones, and move out to the ring. After getting checked over, I slide between the ropes and take up my corner. yt

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21:10 Natalie_Bosques: I come out of the locker room, the crowd getting rowdy from the previous fights, making my way of the ring steps as I slip through the middle ropes and trot over towards my corner, shadow boxing along the way. A sheen of sweat on my body from the heat of the ring and my warm up as I lean left to right in my corner, shifting my weight side to side as I shake out my arms. My white and gold sports bra and trunks reflect the ring lights as my 8oz red gloves tied snug to my fists move about with my shaking. I look my older opponent over from across the ring, remembering how hard she can hit, knowing I need to box faster and smarter than before against her to have a chance. My cornerman slips in a white mouthguard as I bounce lightly on my toes....yt

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21:17 Emily_Stanly: I look over at my opponent as she enters the ring, remembering, that inspite of my win, she was a very tough and skilled fighter who caused me considerable pain in the last fight. I have to move fast, and take her down early if I am to have any kind of chance of winning again. I roll my shoulders up and down, and bite into the mouth guard after it is popped into my mouth. I pound my blue gloves together for effect, and then bounce lightly on the balls of my feet to keep warmed up. Bosques is looking good across the ring, and I'm not going to take anything for granted. yt

21:40 Natalie_Bosques: The ref steps center ring as he looks towards both of us, asking if we're ready as I nod to him, brining my gloves up under my chin as I start to bounce lightly on my toes. I roll my neck and shoulders a bit as I hunker down, eager for the bell, chewing a bit on my mouthguard......DING......"BOX!"....The bell sounds and the ref yells out as he waves us towards center ring. I come out on my toes, bobbing and weaving as my gloves roll over each other, shifting my weight side to side as I look for an opening, probing out my left, not committing to anything, but just to judge some distance as we circle around each other...yt

23:33 Emily_Stanly: Suddenly it’s on, and every nerve ending in my body is on fire, at the sound of the bell. I proceed out towards the centre of the ring forming an orthodox stance, left glove leading, left foot leading, elbows tucked in, right glove at chin level in reserve. I’m bouncing on the balls of my feet and bobbing side to side. Your left comes out, but not too far, as we circle each other. I try to keep you at a diagonal, wanting to present the thinnest target. You are not logged in. For me, I must prove the last fight was no fluke, not a once off. I suddenly lunge forward, emotions high, and try to take advantage of my height and send a quick left overhand bomb towards your forehead, trying to go over your guard, and then bounce to my left. yt

23:43 Natalie_Bosques: We move and stalk each other for a few moments as tensions rise between us, keeping light on my feet, focused on you as we move in and out.....you suddenly move in as I try and close up my guard....PFFFF....your overhand connects over my guard with a heavy THUD as my head pops back a bit and I guard up, stepping in behind your left with a double left jab, straight right towards your head and gloves, forgetting for a moment how quick you can be...yt

23:50 Emily_Stanly: My overhand left connects, and lands on your forehead, but it does not phase you, it will take a few of those bombs to wear you down. You step in immediately to counter punch, sending a cople of jabs that connect with my gloves, but they do the job, causing me to loosen my guard, and and allows a straight right to slip through and land on my cheek, snapping my head back. This grabs my attention immediately, and I try to stand my ground and go toe to toe with my smaller opponent. I snap off a left hook towrds your jaw, trying to go over your right shoulder, and then I change levels, weaving low, I snap a right straight at your solar plexus, trying to go between your elbows. yt

00:05 Natalie_Bosques: We start to box in the pocket now, putting each other to the test in the opening round and start to swap leather...You are not logged in. ....IIISHHH....MMMFFF....your send out quick and heavy punches, keeping my gloves busy and guessing as your hook pops my chin to the side with a small mist of sweat any your right stabs into my solar plexus as air rushes through my mouthguard. Keeping you in close though I step in with an overhand left towards your eye, over your straight, twisting up with a hard right hook towards your ribs, doubling up with a right cross towards your chin...yt

00:14 Emily_Stanly: I feel encouraged as my hook lands on your chin, and my right nails you dead centre of your body, but you respond fast with a overhand that goes over my right, popping me in the eye, and snapping my head back, and I know without a mirror, that I'm going to have a black eye. I can still see though it, as I see your right shoulder dip to send the hook to my ribs, so I twist to my right to take the hook on my elbow, but as I turn back, the right cross come straight in, poundiung me in the chin, and suddenly my head snaps back again. The crowd roars with approval, and I circle to my right, feeling that we will come back to going toe to toe once I regroup, and restablish my guard. I blink my eyes a few times, to clear the right eye that got popped. yt

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00:30 Natalie_Bosques: I try and keep on you as quick as I can, upping my pace so you don't have a moment to recover as I step in after you....ISSH...ISSS...ISSSHH....hissing out with a straight left right left towards your face, trying to box your nose and mouth before you can recover, stepping in with each punch as I try and box your back towards the ropes as well before changing levels....UUSHH...USSSHH....twisting in with a hard right/left hook towards your midsection....yt

00:37 Emily_Stanly: My opponent instantly sense that I'm rattled from the head shots, and pursues me. Straight punches fly at my face like machine gun bullets, the third one, a left, getting through my guard and connecting with my cheek and nose, rocking my head back. You are not logged in. A small dribble of blood starts from the nose, and I desperately start to move back, taking a few steps and trying to reform my guard now, as I suddenly feel my back and legs press into the ropes. You change levels, going for hard hook combos to my midsection, and I turtle up, twisting my body to take those hooks on my elbows. In panic mode, I know I have to box my way off the ropes, and after the left hook to my midsection, I send a right straight back towrds your chin, and try to slide down the ropes to try to circle around you, knowing I can't sustain this pouinding for long. yt

00:44 Natalie_Bosques: You are not logged in. ....IIISHHH....my head suddenly pops back as you sneak in your right in the middle of my fully, tasting your leather glove as your punch stuns me for a moment, enough for you to pivot out as I step in past you and hit the ropes, turning around on them and pivoting the opposite way from you as we give each other some space to reset, shaking my arms out as I club my gloves together and wave you into box...yt
00:52 Emily_Stanly: You wave me back in to continue to box with you, but so far I’ve sustained more damage, with a black eye and some blood dribbling out of my nose. The audience is cheering you on, as the smaller woman in the fight. I now try to circle you, the effort to come straight at you cost me dearly, so I bide my time, waving my gloves at you, feinting a jab now and then again, but not committing to a punch. yt

01:13 Natalie_Bosques: We circle each other for a few moments, feinting and shifting in and out of punching range. I paw out my left, looking to create an opening, sticking it out in front of your vision and pressing it into your gloves as the crowd quickly grows restless. I make a move, sticking my left out again, pressing into your gloves as I step in, looking to split your guard with my extended left and swat your gloves down or away as I come in with a overhand right towards your eye, retracting my left as I step in and punch up with a short left uppercut towards your solar plexus as I double up my right with short cross towards your temple, trying to introduce angles into the fight and box smart...yt

01:31 Emily_Stanly: The pace of the fight has slowed somewhat, and the audience is showing some displeasure now, as I continue to breath hard and beads of sweat now dripping from my forehead. Your left glove comes out, obscuring some of my vision, but I don’t panic, knowing you are not in striking range, and I move my head to my left to see where your right glove is. Kind of playing a game of peak a boo. Your glove then presses into my guard, and you step in, swatting my gloves down momentarily, but long enough to send in a right overhand bomb at my left eye, so I react by weaving down and to my left, so the right glove strikes into the top of my right shoulder, and as I’m coming back up, the left uppercut punches into my forearms, knocking my gloves back into my chest, as I’m no longer in position for an SP shot, and then the cross comes in and nails me in the temple, rocking my head and brain, , forcing me to bite down on my gum shield, mtc

01:31 Emily_Stanly: My head rocks back from the cross to the temple, my brain feels woozy, the crowd now animated by this new development. I try to land a quick left shovel hook under that right cross, hoping to land it to your liver, knowing I’ve been taking too many hits. I then step right, and back, again trying to reset after taking a pounding. yt

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01:37 Natalie_Bosques: I box you back some steps as you move beautify this time, feeling my punches connect into your guard as my eager flurry gets the best of me again....NIIIIFFFF....your hook pounds near my liver with a loud TWACK and the searing pain shoots through my body as you pivot out I grimace, trying to fight through the pain as I step out after you, but after a couple steps it's too much and I ball over, gripping my side as I take a knee....yt

01:43 Emily_Stanly: Suddenly you come towards me, but there is a delayed reaction to my shot at your liver, a desperate attempt for me to stay alive. You go down to one knee, and the ref pushes me back to a neutral corner, just as well, as the liver punch was a parting shot as I was in retreat. The ref comemnces a count.......and I look on......
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01:51 Natalie_Bosques: I grit and grimace for a few moments as I hear the count, taking some big breaths as the pain starts to subside and I take the full 8 count before pushing up to my feet, my side sore with a large red welt as the ref looks me over, taking my gloves as he asks if I can continue. I nod through the pain as it intensifies as I move but I fight through it and put on a brave face as he nods and waves you out and walks us near center ring...."BOX!"....He shouts and I adjust my trunks some, taking the back foot, huffing and puffing, protecting my side as it's apparent I'm still hurt....yt

02:02 Emily_Stanly: I realise I did some damage to your side, you can tell by your stiff movements. That lucky punch might have saved me the fight, as I was taking head shots, and if you continued in that way, I might be flat on the canvass now. I know you will begin to recover some, so rather than giving you this recovery time, I decide to come straight at you. With the ref shouting “BOX!”, I move towards you, and figure you will try to protect your right side, so I feint a jab towards your left side, basically screwing with your mind and reflexes. I then feint another jab, same place, and then go for a right cross towards your right cheek, and then a wild left hook towards your right jaw, breathing hard, and realising my face is a mess, blood still dribbling out of my nose, down my chin and staining my light grey bra with droplets of red, and even worse, an eye with a bluish black rim around it. But I’m still in the fight! yt

03:16 Natalie_Bosques: I keep my distance, favoring my right side as you play with me, and I keep on the back foot, trying to survive the round as you twitch with your feigns and make your move as I shuffle back managing to weave from your cross, but you're quick to follow up.....You are not logged in. .....IIIIFFFF....your left hook lands flush with my jaw as my head snaps to the side in a halo of sweat, turning my head as spittle streams off on your glove while your forearm swipes across my face with the follow through and I lean into you, wrapping my left arm around your shoulder and hugging around your waist with my right arm a I draw you in to clinch, the 10 second warning going off for the round in the background...yt
09:40 Emily_Stanly: I feel my right cross strike into empty air, as you are able to weave under it, and with my right over extended, an opportunity presents itself to you, but the window of opportunity is very short, and then my left hook firmly closes that window as my gloved fist smashes into your jaw. I begin to pull back my left for another opportunity, but your left comes around my shoulder as the 10 second warning buzzer sounds, and your right goes around my waist pulling me tightly into you. Two steamy bodies now merging into one. I try to use my larger body to shake loose from you, but you cling to me like super glue, and then DING! At the sound of the bell, the tension drains from my body, and the ref is quick to order a break. Mtc
09:41 Emily_Stanly: I return to my red corner, and get my face washed and the bleeding from my nose stemmed, and an ice pack placed on my eye. This has been a rough round, and to be honest, I don’t know who would be ahead on points, if points had any relevance in an underground fight that only ends in KO or submission. I take some water after spitting out my mouth guard, and then the 10 second buzzer sounds, a quick towel down, reinsertion of the mouth guard, and I’m up on my feet, still confident I can win this, but damn, my opponent is fast and boxes clever. yt

21:30 Natalie_Bosques: We jockey for position in a clinch for a few moments as the crowd soaks up the sight of two sweat sheened female boxers embrace chest to chest, hip to hip as sweat intermingles. The bell sounds as we peel off each other and we make our way to our corners, gloves on my hips as I arch my head back, gasping for air, plopping down in my corner as my team goes to work, splashing some water on my head and chest, taking cold plates to my face as I grimace while stretching to the side a bit while I spit out my mouthguard, taking in some water....

21:33 Natalie_Bosques: The seconds pass quickly as the round warning goes off and I push to my feet, taking some deep breaths to steady my heavy breathing as my mouthguard is slipped back in, bouncing lightly on my toes to put on a show that I'm ok. Looking you over from across the ring as your team did well at putting your face back together. Even though you may show more damage, I know how hard you can hit and how I need to pick my punches....DING....the bell sounds as I trot out towards center ring, gloves up moving, leaning forward some as I keep some distance to start, shuffling in and out of punching range, my left half extended and right tucked to my cheek...yt

22:07 Emily_Stanly: After the bel chimes, I come out ready to fight, reforming an orthodox stance. We begin more slowly this time, and we send out some probing and noncommittal movements. My age may become a factor in the fight, if I can’t put Bosques down in round 2, so I attack, bouncing towards you, I throw out an over hand left towards your temple, and then a right hook towards your lower floating ribs, and then a half step back, a right straight towards the centre of your face, fully committing myself to this attack. yt

18:25 Natalie_Bosques: You step in, closing the gap quickly as I move back, weaving back and shifting my right to protect as your left barley connects with my glove and I keep shuffling backwards....MFFF.....ISSSH.....your right hook bangs into my ribs as I feel them flex from the force and I tuck to the side as my head is popped back from your straight as your lightly padded glove forms around my nose, flattening it as a trickle of blood streams out of my nostrils and I backpedal, flicking out a double left jab in an attempt to keep you back as I cover up and pivot out towards center ring....yt

19:24 Emily_Stanly: My left only slightly connects with your glove, as you move back, weavingback ad shifting your right glove into place to protect, and then my right hook connects with your lower rib cage, and the my right connects and mushrooms over your nose, which makes a bit of blood flow! Not bad for someone my age to dish out this punishment, but it is now difficult to keep up with your ,movements as you retreat and then circle back to the ring centre. You send out a couple of protective jabs as you pull back, but they fall short, as I lean back from them. You cover up, so I try to keep the pressure on, and bounce forward, trying to use my left glove to swipe away at your guard, hoping it will let me hit your nose again with another right straight. yt

19:44 Natalie_Bosques: You're quick for your age and size as you still manage to close the gap against my flat footedness, my jabs falling short as you move into the pocket again, swiping my gloves apart just enough....You are not logged in. ....ISSS....your straight right thuds into my nose again as I feel another crunch under your glove as my head pops back, the bridge of my nose opening up now as blood starts to stream down both sides of my nose. Breathing hard through my mouthguard now as try and fight through it, stepping in with a double left jab towards your head and gloves, followed by an overhand right towards your head before coming in toe to toe, looking to clinch...yt

21:06 Emily_Stanly: I get you in the nose with my right straight and I feel your pain as blood trickles down both sides of your nose. The fight is getting rough and I feel my reflexes slowing down as the fight progresses. You send a double jab towards my head and I use my gloves to block each jab, but the overhand right comes in high, and goes over my gloves, pounding into my forehead, rocking my head back and making me feel woozy and light headed. I try to stabilize my feet and stop my backwards momentum when you come into me, and begin to open for a clinch. I see this happening, and send a quick right uppercut under your left guard, trying to land it on your chin or jaw or just about anywhere I can! I twist my hips to try to increase the power as much as I can. You are not logged in.
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01:14 Natalie_Bosques: My jabs are blocked as I step in with them, hoping they would at least create the opportunity to clinch as I shuffle inwards and then..You are not logged in. ..PAAP.....your right pops my chin and head upward with a halo of sweat flying off around my head and your glove as my knees and legs buckle, your glove battering my chin as I stumble into you, hugging and hooking my arms under yours as I lean into you and try to walk us back towards the ropes in a slight daze while my chin rests on your shoulder, cheeks rubbing against each other....yt

08:37 Emily_Stanly: OMG, I land a pretty brutal blow on your chin, but you lean into me tightly, and as you wrap your arms tightly under mine, like a grappler, I can't even see the expresssion on your face as your cheek presses into mine. I'm taken off balance by the force of your sweaty body pressing into mine, and I stumble backwards from the impact, until my back presses into the top rope, that begins to bend. I can't do much now until you either break or the ref orders a break, as we are glued together. yt

19:22 Natalie_Bosques: Breathing hard into your ear as we bounce on the ropes, hearing them shake and strain with our weight as we jockey for position. The ref doesn't let the clinch go on long before stepping in and splitting us apart, telling us to break as I hold on as long as I can before we're walked off the ropes a few steps...."BOX!"....he yells as I start backpedaling to create room between us, my guard about chest high and wide as I breath hard through my mouthguard, looking to keep away as much as I can...yt

23:08 Emily_Stanly: I’m feeling my age in this fight, as the ref forces a breakup of the clinch. Every muscle in my legs and arms and neck now beginning to twitch with the exhaustion and strain of the fight. As you create some distance between us, and hold your guard at chest level, I go on the attack, deciding to use my energy reserves that remain. With you guard at chest level, I bounce forward, and try for two quick jabs towards your nose, and then I dip my right shoulder, and with a twist of my hips, I try to shoot a right uppercut up towards your solar plexus region! yt

23:42 Natalie_Bosques: I try and keep my distance, flat footed and still foggy. My opponent may be older, but she's still bigger and she can hit hard as the crowd's opinion starts shifting in favor of her over me, clearing being outboxed by a more experienced fighter. You move in, shifting as I try and match my guard, breathing hard through my mouthguard...I manage to weave from your first jab, looking to raise my gloves for the second as you step in....You are not logged in. ....IIISSH.....MMMFFF....your second jab splits my guard, popping painfully into my nose again as your uppercut digs into my solar plexus with a loud TWACK, exhaling with the force as I step into you toe to toe, popping out a short left right hook towards your sides and ribs to show the ref I'm still in it before pressing into you...You are not logged in. ...trying to take some pressure off without clinching again....yt

10:38 Emily_Stanly: You weave around my first jab, but my persistence pays off, as my second one goes through your guard and gets you in the nose. My uppercut digs into your solar plexus, but you step in towards me to send a short right hook into my left sides, forcing air out of my lungs and making me gasp, as you press into me. I take a quick step back, wanting to increase the range, and take advantage of my somewhat greater reach, and try to drive your guard apart with a quick jab at the centre of your gloves, and then instantly follow this up with a quick right cross at your right cheek. yt

19:38 Natalie_Bosques: I feel my body shots connect as I come in toe to toe, but you're quick to move out before I can tangle us up as your long jab sinks into my gloves, jostling them apart....You are not logged in. ....PPPSSS....your cross tags my cheek, popping my head to the side as I side step out, shaking my head some as I shake out my arms, flat footed as I get my gloves up about chest high...yt

20:48 Emily_Stanly: My cross tags your cheek, and you don't counter punch, an indication to me that I am slowly gaining momentum in the fight. We dance some more, neither of us throwing a punch, both of us feeling our gloves getting heavy and the moisture leaving our bodies as sweat. Again I see your gloves at chest height, and I decide to go high. In an attempt to make you lower your guard further, I try to swing a left uppercut towards your midsection to divert attentionYou are not logged in. , and then I swing a right hook out towards the side of your face You are not logged in. hoping to finally fully take control if I can. yt
00:25 Natalie_Bosques: Breathing hard through my mouthguard as the crowd starts to get rowdy, egging us on to fight while you walk me down, feeling my back leg graze the ropes while you move in and I tuck in as your uppercut thuds into my abs between my arms before I can close up tight, forcing air and spittle through my mouthguard....You are not logged in. .....IIIIFFFF....your hook tags the side of my face, popping my head to the side with a mist of sweat as you box me into the ropes and I lean forward into you again, looking for support and a clinch as the ref keep an eye on the action..."Box back No-No, box back"....he shouts at me, looking for an excuse to call the fight as my head is cloudy and vison is blurred...yt

08:01 Emily_Stanly: I’m landing punches, and although I’m tired and all of my muscles are straining, I know that it’s better to keep throwing punches and to try to end the fight with a knock out. You want to push forward, I know you have to try to get off the ropes, and this presents an opportunity. As you open your guard to try to clinch, I dip my right shoulder and try to send a hard uppercut towards your chin You are not logged in. and then follow this up with a left hook towards your liver, and second right uppercut towards your floating ribs. Hoping I can cloud your vision further with a mist of pain. yt

05:24 Natalie_Bosques: I feel the ropes cut into my back with a bounce as I reach out....You are not logged in. ....IIFFFF...your uppercut slips through my guard, popping my head up and back with an explosion of sweat from around my head as I clinch my jaw and my legs start to give way....NIIIFFF...your hook digs into my liver with a loud, wet TWACK as the impact ripples my skin and muscle and my body freezes as I tuck in, taking your follow up in my forearms before I start to ball over and fall to all fours in front of you....yt

08:34 Emily_Stanly: For a moment I keep my gloves up in an on gaurd position as I look down at you on all fours, but then I drop them to my sides, as the red pushes me towards a neutral corner. I feel exhausted, worn out, but clearly less beatup than my opponent. I try to relax as the ref commences her count....1.....2.....3....yt

18:30 Natalie_Bosques: I stay down for a moment on all fours before pushing to a knee, cradling my side as my face is twisted in a searing pain. Breathing hard as sweat rolls down my face, chest and abs. I make an attempt to push up to my feet by the 8 count, taking a deep breath as the ref waves me in to walk towards him as I take a step and a half the swelling pain in my side surges through my body again and I take a knee on the canvas once again as the ref waves his arms over me, calling the fight as the crowd roars out....yt

00:31 Emily_Stanly: I smile as soon as the ref calls the fight, knowing I would have to damage you further if the fight was allowed to continue. I wait as your team helps you to your feet, and then wait further for the official decision. Then it comes, as the ref motions us to stand on either side of him, and then it is announced, "THE WINNER OF TONIGHT'S MATCH, BY TKO, IS EMILY STAANLEY!!!!!!!!!" The ref then raises my fist into the air, and I give Bosques a little hug, whispering in her ear "Maybe next time hun, so stay in there" yt

Published: 2023-06-18, viewed 72 times.