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20:46 Valenzuela: .

20:47 Valenzuela: The MGM Grand Theatre in Los Vegas. It’s like wow, and it’s now a golden opportunity to for me to have an undercard fight with Natalie Bosques at the Grand! XXXXXXXX. The main event is Tyson Fury vs Oleksandr Usyk, but me and Natalie will square off first. We agreed that we will fight at Superbantam weight, so I’ve had to muscle up to 122 lbs, and she has slimed down to 125 lbs. Everthing was confirmed at the official weigh in yesterday. We are both 32 years old, so age won’t be a factor, and height is so similar that it won’t matter. This being Vegas, and the big time, there is of course a lot of bets being placed on our fight, and the bookies are giving odds favouring Natalie with her 12:20:3 record compared to my 3:33:3 record, but I don’t care, I’m in this to win, and to leave poor Natalie on the canvass. A 10 round fight, 3 minutes per round.

20:48 Valenzuela: On the day of the fight, I arrive at the Grand, and marvel at the luxurious changing room. I shower quickly, and then get into my red and green trunks with a white waist band with the words “La Princesa” stamped on them . Black sports bra and some 8 oz Cleto Reyes black boxing gloves and black boxing boots, and I’m everything you would expect of a Mexicana boxeodora! After having a light coating Vaseline placed on my face. I do some light shadow boxing as I prepare myself physically and mentally for the Bosques fight.

21:01 Natalie_Bosques: The crowd is rowdy as it always is in Vegas as I stand in my corner, looking over my opponent from across the ring, my face glistening in the ring lights with a coating of Vaseline and sweat as I shift my weight side to side. Sweat beads up on my chest, rolling down as it’s absorbed by my white sports bra, my Black/Gold trimmed gladiator skirt shimmers in the light with my slogan No-No embroidered on the front as a pair of 8oz gold Garcia gloves are tied snug to my fists... I chomp down on a white mouthguard, rolling my neck and shoulders as the announcements have been made, the rules gone over and now we both just wait for the bell. A matchup so close you’d think we were the same person, but career Latina boxers ready to go to work again…

21:18 Valenzuela: I stand in my corner, bouncing lightly on the balls of my feet, keeping my gloves at the level of my navel, as I wait for the bell. The bright flood lights above the ring making everything seem warm. I look across at my opponent, who seems ready for this battle. Still, I can not believe I made it to Vegas. I look out at the crowd, can't see too much as the arena is darker than the ring, but still you feel the crowd, and their energy. And then it happens, DING! DING! DING! I feel a shiver go up my spine as the bell chimes, and I then move out towards the ring centre, forming an orthodox stance, left glove and foot leading, elbows tucked in, right glove held near my chin, bouncing lightly on the balls of my feet, bobbing side to side erratically. Ready for action, eager to see what you will throw out. 3:00

21:45 Natalie_Bosques: I come out at the bell, gloves up and moving as I keep light on my toes, shifting my weight side to side, leading out with my left as I keep a small target... ... I circle around with you, casually popping out my left as I inch closer, judging distance between us and looking for openings as the crowd starts to settle in. I keep an eye on your movements, looking for some timing as I step in finally with a quick double left jab towards your head and gloves, changing levels as I punch down with a straight right towards your midsection before stepping back, looking to keep out of punching range and counter and make you chase me early on, keeping my gloves up and loose as I stalk you again….(R1 2:50)

21:51 Valenzuela: I keep a high guard as you send out some probing jabs, mostly these fall short, until you close the distance, and step in range, sending a double jab at my head that I deflect with my gloves, keeping them raised high. A straight right gets snagged on my forearms as it comes for my midsection, and then you pull back quick. I move quickly after you, nearly lunging at you, sending out a left overhand towards your forehead, trying to raise your guard, then stepping in even closer, I dip my right shoulder and try to send a fast right uppercut towards your lower ribs, dipping at my knees to try to send it under your elbows, then try to step off to my right as Bounce. (R1 2:40)

22:04 Natalie_Bosques: You come in after me, quick to close the gap as you roll in with your overhand and I take the bait, raising my guard as your left bangs into my gloves....MMFFFF....your uppercut tags my ribs with a loud THACK as I grimace some and step in after you to keep you squared up with me and keep pressure on you....IISS..IISS...ISSS.....hissing out as I pop out three quick left jabs towards your head, hopping to tag you while you recover your stance or keep your gloves busy as I step in toe to toe....USHH..USSS...grunting as I roll in with a hard right uppercut towards your beltline, doubling it with a second towards your solar plexus as I stay in toe to toe with you, the crowd starting to get into the quick and close action of two evenly matched fighters... (R1 2:30)...

22:12 Valenzuela: My left gets blocked, as I expect it would, but the impact of my uppercut on your lower rib cage sends a shock up my arm and I can't help but smirk. You step in closer, and now we press together for some infighting. Three jabs come in at my head, the first one hits my cheek, but the distance is too close for too much impact, but it's enough to make me raise my guard higher. I can feel your right shoulder dip and your right go down, so I tighten my abs to take the impact of your uppercut, the impact forcing me up on my tippy toes. Ugggg....i grunt as air is forced from my lungs. I back away from you a step as right comes back again, and it falls short of my midsection> I send I try to step back into striking range, and target your chin with a double jab, and then hoping to stack those floating ribs, I drop my right for another uppercut at the lower rib cage, twisting my hips to try to make it a real power punch. (R1 2:20)

22:20 Natalie_Bosques: PSSSHH....PSSHHH...your jabs pop into my chin, boxing my head back twice as I close up and tuck in as your right digs into my forearms, staying in punching range with you as I lash out with an overhand left towards your head, hoping to tag your eye over your uppercut as I shift my weight and pivot into a right cross towards your chin, stepping in toe to toe with you again to make it difficult for you to escape while trying to wrangle you towards the ropes as sweat starts to fly between us....

22:26 Valenzuela: My jabs pop into your chin, and I'm sure hoping for a distraction, but you use your elbow to protect your ribs, and then strike back with fast moving overhand left, and all I see is a flash of gold glove as it compresses over my right eye socket, rocking my head back! This is a disorienting blow, and the right cross comes over fast and between my guard, punching into my chin, forcing me to bite down on my mouth guard to keep it inside my mouth. Each impact forces me back towards the ropes and I try to shake off the feeling of disorientation that blows to the face can cause. I can still see out of my eye, but no doubt there is a rim of discoloration forming around the eye. I quickly get my guard back up, and assess that I'm nearing the ropes and will have to box back to ring centre. (R 2:00)

22:37 Natalie_Bosques: The force of my gloves impacting ripples down my arms as my corner yells at me to keep pressure on as I step in after I box you backwards towards the ropes, snapping out a flurry as you look to regain your stance....ISSSH.....ISSS...ISSSH.....hissing out with a straight left right left towards your face, looking to box your nose and mouth before you can get your guard in place before rolling under...USSH...USSHH...shoveling in a right uppercut towards your midsection and swiping a left hook towards your liver area, looking to keep your back and box you on the ropes as the crowd starts to get rowdy....(R1 1:50)

22:39 Natalie_Bosques: "Bosques....keeping a lot of pressure on Valenzuela early in the fight, taking some big hits as they keep toe to toe on the ropes, an explosive display this evening so far for these two..."

22:49 Valenzuela: As I retreat, you stay in lockstep with me, keeping yourself in striking distance. As straight left goes between my guard, popping me in the nose, I can feel a small dribble of warm blood come out and down onto my lips. I tighten my gaurd and three more straight punches pop my gloves back into my face, forcing me to keep a high guard. A right uppercut slams into my navel, and I tighten my abs to take some of the impact, that forces me onto my toes, then I twist right to take the left hook aimed at my liver on my elbow, and snap out a quick right straight at your chin/mouth, and a quick left hook towards your jawline, you seem to be on fire, and I'm desperately looking to stop those gold gloves from coming at me rapid fire. Sweat dripping down my forehead (R1 1:40)

22:57 Natalie_Bosques: The crowd roaring and our corners shouting as the ref keeps an eye on the action, thinking it may be an early night as I punch away, throwing caution to the wind for a moment and paying for it in return as you manage to guard up during my assault....PSSSHH.. ..ISSSHH... ....my head pops back and down from your straight right, eating your black leather and tasting copper in my mouth as your box my head to the side with your perfectly timed hook it bangs into my chin with a mist of sweat while spittle trails off on your glove and I step into you for a clinch, wrapping my left arm around your right shoulder and my right arm around your waist as I draw you in for a clinch....(R1 1:30)

23:09 Valenzuela: I manage to stop your brutal assault with a quick right straight that snaps your head back after popping you in the chin, and a quick left hook also lands on your jaw, and I can feel the impact. Before I can react, you leap into me, wrapping your left arm around my right shoulder and your right arm is wrapped around my waist, pulling me tightly into you, our sweaty bodies now pressed tightly together. I press my head down on your rights shoulder, and try to send a couple of short right hooks to your side, thump thump, but there is not enough distance to make them more than taps. I try to shake loose, and push between us with my gloves, but you have a strong grasp. R1 1:20

23:13 Natalie_Bosques: We jockey for position as the ring ropes shake and strain while you tap in some short rabbit punches that thud into my side as the ref gives us a few seconds to try and work out of it before coming in and prying us apart..."BREAK, BREAK!" she yells as I'm forced to let go and she drags us off the ropes, a few steps out towards center ring, giving us a chance to reset...."BOX!"....she yes, waving us in as I shake my arms out and get my gloves up and loose again, getting back on my toes as I'm quick to step in with a double left jab towards your head to keep you busy while I look to stalk you again.... (R1 1:10)

23:23 Valenzuela: I get my guard back up, its been a tough round, taking a punch in the eye and getting my nose bloodied. I'm fighting a tough gal, who knows how to hurt. I begin to dance on my feet, and keep my guard up when two jabs come in at my head, the first breaks my guard apart, the second hits between my eyes, snapping my head back, sweat flying off my face. I stumble back a couple of steps and take a deep breath. It's too late to counter punch, but I launch my attack, I try to hit your right guard with a left hook, trying to punch it away, so I can step in with a right cross at the right side of your face (R1 1:00)

23:28 Natalie_Bosques: I keep light on my feet as you come back towards me, gloves up and moving as you punch out with your left I slip and weave out of range while it swipes air in front of me, keeping my gloves up as you step in behind it, your right jostling my gloves into my head as I step in after it....ISS...ISSHH....swinging in an overhand left towards your head and a straight right down the middle towards your nose after it, keeping distance and using my reach as I step in and out of punching range...(R1 0:50)

23:37 Valenzuela: My left hook does not catch you off guard, as you step back from it, and then use your gloves to stop my right cross from doing any damage. With my right extended, a left overhand comes out and pummels into my forehead, sending a pain racing through my brain as a right straight shoots out, going between my guard, and again I see a flash of gold as the gloved fist compresses over my nose and rocks my head back. Now a bit more blood flows, dribbling over my lips and dripping onto my chest and the canvass. My eyes water and tear some from the impact, and I step back and try to circle to my right, trying to reset my guard. (R1 0:40)

23:40 Natalie_Bosques: I step in after you, striding in to close the gap as you try to reset...PPSST...PSSS...PSSS....snapping out a straight left right left towards your mouth and chin as quick as I can before you can mount your guard as I come in the pocket with you....UUSS....USSH....grunting in a hard right hook towards your floating ribs, doubling it with a right cross towards your chin as I try and wrangle your back towards the ropes again...(R1 0:30)....

23:41 Natalie_Bosques: "Bosques, back on the offensive, picking away at Valenzuela, not giving her much room to work or time to counter, can she hold out the round?"

23:51 Valenzuela: Again you smell blood, literally, and are on fire! BAM! a straight left punches through the middle of my guard, snapping my head ack and I taste blood inside my mouth, my lip is split. I close the guard and your other straight punches land on my gloves, snapping them back into my face, almost looing like I am hitting myself. A hard right hook comes out and connects with my lower rib cage as I maintain the high guard, forcing me to stumble to my right, which causes the right cross to go over my left shoulder, and in desperation I tray to punch a left uppercut under your right arm, to target your jaw, desperately trying to fight back and survive a round 1 KO.

23:51 Valenzuela: (R1 0:20)

23:58 Natalie_Bosques: I back you up again, closer to the ropes as my punches connect but my cross....NIFFFF.... ...you manage to sneak an uppercut under my extended right, popping into my jaw as it snaps my head up and to the side in a halo of sweat and a loud THACK as it stops me from pressing forward as I side step out a few steps to get some room and reset myself, allowing you time to do the same as I get my gloves up after a moment and step in towards you, looking for openings as the 10 second warning goes off for the round, shifting my weight side to side, looking for angles as I probe out with my left....(R1 0:10)

00:03 Valenzuela: The warning clack clack clack goes off, and I know there is only seconds left of a grueling first round, that has left me with a black eye, a bloody nose and a split lip. I've been fighting one of the best! You sed out a probe with your left and I use my right to slap it away, and then back pedal, wanting to keep some distance, and to make it to round 2. I send out some jabs into the air towrds you, just to keep you back, each jab just striking the airspace between us. then DING!

08:00 Valenzuela: The bell rings and I drop my gloves and move to my corner quickly, plopping my ass down on the stool that was brought out for me. The cutman hands me an ice pack hold over my black and blue eye while he works on my nose to stem the bleeding and then uses some thin strips to join the split in my lips back together. All this is going on as my trainer tells me that I’m getting overwhelmed by Bosques’ aggressive style. Tell me something I don’t know, as I see flashbacks of those golden glove clad fists exploding all over my face and body! She tells me “Tighten up the guard, FOCUS on blocking and slipping punches, look for opportunities to counter, especially when Bosques is overextended. Use quick, sharp counters to create openings.” “it’s only round 2 coming up in a 10 round fight, conserve energy!””No No just had a good first round!” I take some water, but as the 10 second warning signal sounds, my mouth guard is popped back and in and I stand up, and start bouncing on my toes, attempting to put aside those flashbacks of NoNo’s golden gloves pounding the fuck out of my face. “Get her Princesa!”

19:18 Natalie_Bosques: We let the round wind down, dancing around each other and tossing short jabs as the bell sounds and I break, walking over to my corner, gloves on my hips as I breath hard but steady. I take a seat, leaning back on the turnbuckle while my team ices me down, taking in some water and some is poured on my head and back of my neck. "Great round Nat, great opening round, she doesn't know what to do with you. Keep that pressure up and use those angles. Don't give her room to think and watch out for those counters..." I nod as a the chill of an ice pack on the back of my neck sharpens me up a bit as the break warning goes off and i push up to my feet, bouncing lightly on my toes as I shake out my arms and legs while my corner clears out. I chomp down on my mouthguard and pop my gloves together a few times as the "Seconds Out" warning goes off....

19:23 Valenzuela: As the bell rings, I move out in an orthodox stance, now feeling a little twinge of nerves from the beating I took in round 1. The break helped, but I still feel shaken, a feeling that is hard to loose. I move gingerly towards you, and then start bouncing lightly on my feet. Ignoring advice, I decide to take this fight to you, trying to snap off two jabs towards your forehead, hoping to go above your guard, and then drop my right and go for the gold, I try to send a right uppercut between your elbows, hoping to pound your chin, twisting my hips as I try to send a real power punch upwards. yt R2 2:50

19:28 Natalie_Bosques: I come out at the bell, keeping my guard high and loose as I keep my head bobbing and weaving, shifting my weight side to side to keep a moving target as I look for openings and you come in quicker than I expect, jabbing out as I slip and weave from your first jab and parry the second with my right glove while you step inside....PSSST....your uppercut slips through, tagging my chin square with a mist of sweat flying off my head and hair as my knees give way for just a moment, feeling stunned as I take a couple clumsy steps backwards, keeping my guard up high as I close up and try to move out of your punching range to give myself some room....

19:34 Valenzuela: One jab is slipped, the other is blocked....fine really, they were only intended as a distraction. The uppercut lands square, and that is priceless as it keeps me in this game. I stay with you as you step back, and want to keep the pressure on. You raise your guard high, and I send a jab towards your guard, intending to encourage you to keep those gloves up, then I dip at my knees and try to send a quick right uppercut towards your trunk line, trying to thread my gloved fists under and in between your elbows. PST PST.....2:30

19:42 Natalie_Bosques: You don't give me much room to move as you keep in the pocket while I try and recover from that uppercut, feeling your jabs pepper my my gloves and forearms as I tuck and weave to keep moving....MMMFFF.....your uppercut digs into my lower abs with a loud TWACK as my abs tighten and a huff of air is forced out of me and I plant my footing just shy of the ropes....ISSSH...ISSHH....I swing in an overhand left towards your eye, trying to keep the pressure up on it as I shift into a right cross towards your cheek, arching forward slightly and keeping my gloves up and right as we go toe to toe again, gloves nearly touching....

19:48 Natalie_Bosques: (R2 2:20)

19:54 Valenzuela: I feel my right glove sink deep into your trunk line, can feel the air from your lungs on my face as it comes out of your mouth, but my right is down as you send a quick left over hand into my right eye socket, and oh.......fuck it hurts. It momentarily blinds me, and then you stop your backward movement, sending a right cross into my cheek, that rocks my head back and causes me to stumble backwards several steps, ending my aggressive attacks as I try to bring my guard back up and reorient myself after taking a nasty hit to my right eye, that begins to discolour like my left, and also begins to swell. R2 2:10)

19:58 Natalie_Bosques: I take the opportunity to recover myself as well as we make some space for each other, circling around center ring as I shake out my arms and reset my guard, my left half extended and flicking out short jabs, my right tucked up near my chin as I get back on my toes, stalking you a bit as I look for openings again, shifting side to side as I bang my gloves together and wave you in to box with me before getting back into my stance....(R2 2:00)

20:01 Valenzuela: I'm feeling a little disoriented, with two matching black eyes, and a bloody nose and split lip. My corner are shouting..."C'mon Karla, you take her!" You wave me in to come at you and I take the bait, moving forward to try to take the fight to you, shooting out a double jab towards your nose, trying to split your guard, and as I bob from side to side, I try to drill a right hook into your obliques, then try to bounce backwards to try to avoid a counter. R2 1:50)

20:28 Natalie_Bosques: You come in quick again, jabbing out as I keep light on my feet, slipping and weaving your jabs...MMFFF...your hook digs into my side, jerking my body to the side as I try the same trick of an overhand left towards your head or eye but you're quick to move back this time as my left cuts through the air and I step in after you, resetting my left as I pump out two stiff left jabs to try and get your guard up and busy as I look to create some kind of opening...(R2 1:40)

20:33 Valenzuela: My step back this time spares me an overhand left in the eye or elsewhere. You come at me with a couple of stiff left jabs, but I keep my guard high, and while each jab punches my gloves into my face, I'm spared their brutal impact. I begin to circle to my right, trying to search for openings, stepping forward to send a double jab at your guard now, as we both search for opportunities in round 2. Sweat is dripping from my forehead as we continue this very active fight. (R2 1:30)

20:38 Natalie_Bosques: We keep stalking each other, head hunting and looking for big hits a you jab out towards me, keeping my gloves up and high as I slip and taking them in my gloves....PSSS..PSSS...stepping in after them with a straight right towards your nose, shifting in with a left cross towards your head, trying to chip away at your guard and apply some pressure again as I step in again...PSSS...PSS...PSS....snapping in a straight left right towards your head and gloves, changing levels with another left cross towards your cheek as my corner yells to up the pace...(R2 1:20)

20:52 Valenzuela: As we stalk each other for looking for opportunities, you suddenly become more aggressive, after you avoid my jabs, then you split my guard with a straight right, the power punch separating my guard so the left cross PUNCHES into my check rocking my head back. I step back, but you go lock step with me, firing off a several straights with your right and left, trying to overwhelm me. My gloves deflect a couple of punches, but again the last one gets through, again rocking my head back as it bruises my cheek. I take a step back, and then forward, trying to counter punch with a left hook towrds your jaw, then a right uppercut at your belt line. R2 1:10

21:46 Natalie_Bosques: I keep the pressure on, letting my hands loose as I walk you down, trying to box your back towards the ropes again as my punches pick away at your guard and you step in quick after my punches.... ....PPSSHHH....MMMFFF....your hook lands clean behind my extended guard as it snaps my head to the side with a mist of sweat as spittle streams off on the top of your glove, stopping my advance quickly as your uppercut digs into my lower abs, expelling air and spittle past my mouthguard with a loud THUD ringing out as I quickly wrap my gloves around my head and tuck in while stepping back a couple steps to gain some room and not let you escape off to much... (R2 1:00)

23:25 Valenzuela: This is now a raging battle, neither of us giving in, just attack and then retreat, attack and then retreat. My shots hit your face and then your solid abdominal wall, and you step back a little. I take a deep breath, as sweat coats my body, and shuffle forward a little, sending a left and right straight combo towards your face, hoping you will tighten your guard at the centre, and then I try a sweeping left hook towards your temple, trying to curve my punch around your right guard as I step left and towards you (R2 0:50)

23:31 Natalie_Bosques: I keep my gloves up and tight as i look to get some room to reset myself but you're quick to come in as your left and right jostle my gloves around my face as I look to counter back, slightly lowering my guard to swing as I step in.... ....PPPPFFFF....your left slams into my head hard with a halo of sweat and a loud THACK as my knees give way for a moment and a ringing forms in my ears as I step into you, wrapping my arms under yours and hugging in a clinch, trying to tangle us up for a few moments...(R2 0:40)

23:36 Valenzuela: I'm about to swing a right hook off towards your jaw, but you step into me, and my glove goes around behind your head, striking nothing, and now your arms are wrapped around me, pulling me tightly into you. Our very warm and sweaty bodies merge and I can feel your breath on my neck as you tower four inches taller than me. I'm breathing very hard, and try to twist around and push into you, trying to push you back towards the ropes (R2 0:30)

23:40 Natalie_Bosques: We jockey around in the clinch as you try and lead me towards the ropes. The ref keeping an eye on the action..."Box out ladies, box out"....while we jerk each other's weight around as I still feel wobbly and the ropes cut into my back as I slide my gloves off and turtle up behind them, leaning into the ropes as the shake and strain...USSS...USS....twisting in with a quick left right hook towards your sides and covering up again toe to toe, pressured to box on the ropes, breathing harder now as I try and get my focus back... (R2 0:20)

23:42 Natalie_Bosques: "....Bosques, in a spot of trouble here, getting rocked by a hard left hook from Valenzuela, clearly hurting her for a moment and in only the 2nd round these ladies are leaving everything in the ring early, surely packing more in than any fight so far tonight..."

23:47 Valenzuela: I keep a high guard, wanting to defend the money maker, and then uggggg....uuggg.....I grimace as you slam a left and right hook combo into my sides! Your turtled up well, and I don't see an obvious point of attack that won't bounce off a glove or a forearm. Still, I have to do something, so I shoot out an jab at your midsection, hoping to distract, as I try to drive a right overhand over your guard towards the top of your forehead, as the 10 second warning signal sounds (R2 0:10)

00:00 Natalie_Bosques: We box on the ropes as I keep in low and tight....MMFF...your jab making it's way just between my arms, tagging my abs....PPFFF....your overhand clips the top of my forehead as the 10 second warning goes off I press my gloves into your chest, pushing out to try and make some space and step forward....PSSST...PSST...I pop out a short left right cross, hoping to tag your chin and cheek before stepping in toe to toe again as I try to wrap us up the last few seconds of the round...

00:04 Valenzuela: My left tags your abs and then my right clips the top of your forehead, but your gloves come out, pressing into my chest, causing me to wobble a little, and then a fast, but short left/right cross come out tagging my chin and cheek, as you move back into position. My head rocks back a little, but the punches were short and don't do too much damage, other than keep me away as the bell rings DING!. I step further back, and drop my gloves, totally unsure of who came out better in round 2.

00:12 Natalie_Bosques: You pull back at the bell and I drop my gloves, leaning forward a bit, breaking off and shouldering past you, breathing hard as I rest my gloves on top of my head before getting to my corner and plop down on my stool. My team goes to work with ice packs and a cold plate, taking some water in as I spit out my mouthguard to help catch my breath....'Ok Nat, close round, keep that pressure on but start boxing smarter. She's starting to figure you out a little too much. Stick and move this round and find those angles..." I nod as I start to focus up more, the crowd eager for the next round as the round break ticks by and I take my mouthguard back in with a swig of water, pushing up to my feet as the seconds out warning goes off....

00:18 Valenzuela: I move to my corner, to get towelled down, spit out the mouth guard, take some water, and get advice….”when she tries to put you under pressure with her combo attacks, defend and counter fast Karla….bring the fight to her, and you can do this!”” mix up your attacks by alternating between head and body shots, keep her guessing” ….says my trainer. The break after round 2 is still a minute, but it sure seems shorter than after round 1!. I’m breathing hard, and now trying to slow down my breaths as the 10 second warning goes off, mouth guard back in, and I get to my feet for round 3.

02:36 Natalie_Bosques: The ref comes center ring, looking towards both our corners as the break time expires....DING...."BOX!" she yells as she waves us in and I take a deep breath, stepping out towards center ring, gloves up and wide as I bob and weave, trying to keep a high fight pace, still feeling a little fuzzy from our last exchange as I do my best to focus in, shifting my weight side to side and spatially switching levels, feigning punches as I look for an opening, thinking I see one as I step in to test you out...PSSS...PSS...PSSSS....popping out a stiff double left jab towards your head and gloves to keep your guard busy as I drop with a straight right towards your core and side stepping outwards to keep us moving... ...

08:05 Valenzuela: The bell rings DING! and I move out to the ring centre, still bouncing on my feet but a little more flat footed after a hyperactive round 2, where we both kept the accelerated pedal fully depressed. With 7 rounds remaining, I know I have to conserve energy to go this distance, a 10 round fight is a marathon. I'm force to keep a high guard as you send a double jab towards my head, each jab punching my gloves back towards my face, your gladiator skirt swaying with each punch. A right straight flashes out, going between my forearms and hitting my midsection, forcing a grunt from me, and forcing me to retreat a few steps back to reset and try to suck up the pain in my midsection.

15:38 Valenzuela: (R3 2:40)

19:52 Valenzuela:

18:59 Natalie_Bosques: I press forward, looking box your back towards the ropes again as you move and cover, bobbing side to side as i flick out my left to keep you busy, looking for another opening as I step in the pocket again...ISSH...ISSH...ISSHH....shifting my weight with an overhand left towards your head or eye, twisting in after it with a hard right hook towards your floating ribs, doubling it up with a right cross towards your chin, trying to get inside your guard and work some angles....

19:13 Valenzuela: As I retreat back, you keep coming forward, and I move back until my back presses into the ropes, breathing hard. An overhand left left flashes out coming towards my eye, so I raise my right glove to stop the overhand cold in its tracks. Your combo has just begun though, and as I block the left overhand by raising my right guard, your right hook comes out hard and fast, forcing me to twist my body to the right to take the punch on my left elbow, but as I try to twist back, a right cross is heading back at me, and this goes over my gloves and punches into my chin, snapping my head back and back into the top rope. my vision blurrs a little after the impact, and I fire back a double jab towrds your cheek to try to drive you back (R3 2:20)

19:29 Natalie_Bosques: I swing away, trying to keep control of the fight as you defend well, even if my cross slips through, the impact rippling down my arm....PSSHHH...PSSHH...your jab stabs out twice with a sharp PAAP....PAAP.... ...popping my head back as your glove contorts my cheek with a mist of sweat and stops me in my tracks as I guard up and side step, giving a little room to reset myself...(R3 2:10)

19:34 Valenzuela: My jabs pass though your guard, and it spares me a beating on the ropes, as you side step to rest your guard, and then I move off in the opposite direction to circle back towards the centre of the ring. I dance on my feet, and then come towrds you quickly, extending my left leg and send a another jab towards the centre of your face, and dropping my right glove, a quick uppercut towards your midsection followed by a left hook, hooping to find a target on the side of your head. (R3 2:00)

19:48 Natalie_Bosques: We dance for a moment as you press towards me, looking to bully as you jab out and I clam up my gloves, your jab pushing them into my face as I take a step back....MMMFFF...your uppercut digs into my abs with a TWAP while they tighten, your glove coming in just below the gap in my elbows, exhaling with the force as your hook comes in quick...PPFFFF....battering the side of my head near my temple as a halo of sweat explodes around your glove and I stumble back a step with the force, quickly covering high around my head as my ear rings and I circle around to make some room, extending my left out to keep you at bay....(R3 1:50)

19:51 Natalie_Bosques: "....Valenzuela with a massive left, looking cleaner this round against as she may have her figured Bosques out, putting her on the defensive..."

19:53 Valenzuela: My left jab does its work, getting your guard up, so my right uppercut can batter your tightened abs, which in turn allows for my hook to give your temple a clatter. You extend you left to keep me at bay, but I move in quickly, slashing out with my right to try to swat that extended left out to the side so I can step in with a left cross towards your chin, and then a right straight towards your nose, desperately wanting to control this round. (R3 1:40)

20:07 Natalie_Bosques: I move back, trying to get some room but you're quick to close the gap, slipping and swatting around my left as I try to side step and move.... ....PSSSSS....your cross tags my chin, popping my head to the side with a stream of spittle on your glove, my knees buckling for a moment as I'm stopped in my tracks.... ....PFFFFF....your right comes down the middle, past my guard as it slams into my nose, your glove contorting around it as my head pops back and a welt forms on the bridge of my nose. The force of the punch stumbling me back a couple steps as I trip over myself and down on my ass, landing on my back as the ref quickly comes between us, pointing you towards a neutral corner... (R3 1:30)

20:12 Valenzuela: I my combo of a left cross and a right straight just devastates my opponent! Each punch lands hard, I can feel the impact up each arm, as my gloves compress around your face. You land hard on your ass, and then the momentum lands you on your back, spread eagle on the canvass. The ref quickly gives me a push towards a neutral corner, and I feel a surge of adrenalin charge through my arteries and veins. The ref commences a count, ONE TWO THREE.....I ask myself, is Basques down for the count? Is it a knockout or knockdown. I bounce on my feet as I wait for the count to finish. (R3 1:20)

20:17 Natalie_Bosques: "....AND BOSQUES IS DOWN! Valenzuela with a clean combo, knocking Bosques down to the canvas...."

20:20 Natalie_Bosques: I blink up at the ring lights for a moment as the ringing in my ears fades to the roaring of the crowd as the blurry figure of the ref stands over me, barley hearing her count as I groan and scramble to a knee, breathing hard as sweat drips down my body. I start to focus a little more as I press up to my feet by 8, taking some deep breaths and shaking out my arms. The ref taking my gloves and walking me forward, asking if I can continue. I not as she lets go of my gloves, having me walk forward as I do spreading my arms out for a moment before getting in a stance and she nods back, wiping my gloves off on her shirt before leading me out towards center ring and waving you in...."BOX!"...she yells as I put on a brave face and start to shuffle around, keeping distance and looking for room to recover....(R3 1:10)

20:26 Valenzuela: I keep bouncing on my feet, not trying to conserve energy, as watch NoNo struggle to get to her feet, looking a little glacey eyed, a little blood running down from the bridge of her nose. After getting dominated by her in rounds 1 and 2, clearly round 3 is mine, or so I think. The ref waves us in, and then shouts "BOX!!!!!!". I come straight at you, throwing everything I got at you, still fueled with a jolt of adrenalin. I just keep coming with my green gloves up, sending a right and left combo of straights towards your face, then stepping closer, dropping my left, I try a shovel hook towards your liver, trying to dig my glove up under your rib cage to make that liver bounce, and then a right hook towards your temple, throwing all caution aside. (R3: 1:00)

20:45 Natalie_Bosques: I try and keep some distance, but you're quick and motivated to move in, stabbing out with your gloves as I try to bob and weave, still groggish from knockdown, covering up as you come in, your right battering into my gloves, jostling them into my face and loosening them up....PPPFFF.... ...your left getting through as it slams into my nose, the welt on my nose growing as a trickle of blood drips out of my nostril, and I lean into you, looking to clinch....NIIIIFFF....your hook finds it's mark though as your glove sinks in, lifting me on my toes as I grimace and bite down on my mouthguard as I drop my guard instinctively.... ....PFFFFF....your right slams downward into my head with an explosion of sweat as I stumble to the side and scramble out to get some room, breathing hard as I side step out wide as far as I can until a searing pain wells up from my liver which becomes to much as I bend over and cradle my midsection before taking a knee....(R3 0:50)

20:52 Valenzuela: I try to stay in lock step with Bosques, and I know I'm delivering some serious blows, especially that liver shot must have really hurt, and now the blood is flowing even more from your nose. The ref is watching intently, and I intend to deliver a knockout blow, but you move about quickly, limiting my punching opportunities. I try to stay with you, and as you start to bend forward, I cock back my right gloved fist, ready to deliver a brutal uppercut to your chin, but suddenly you are on a knee, covering your battered liver region, so I check my punch, as the ref directs me to move to a neutral corner, and for the second time in round 3, she starts a count on you. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!....I watch intently as this goes on.....(R3 0:40)

21:14 Natalie_Bosques: Breathing hard, taking big gulps of breath as my face grimaces in pain, rocking slightly back and forth as the pain slowly starts to dissipate to where it's tolerable, desperate to beat the count as I push up to my feet, straitening out to stretch my core as the ref looks me over again, asking if I can continue. I nod again, taking some deep breaths as she hesitates before nodding back at me with a warning...'Show me something No No..." I keep nodding as she leads me towards center again and wave you in..."BOX Ladies!"...she shouts. I immediately start backing and circling, looking to keep a wide birth, gloves up and moving as I fight through the pain of my midsection....(R3 0:30)

21:24 Valenzuela: The ref shots “BOX!!!” and we are off again. My adrenalin rush is now an adrenalin low, but I don’t care, I want to put you down for the third time before this round ends. We begin to circle each other, and I see you trying to protect your right side, which must be still tender. I try to step in towards you, wanting to go toe to toe, and to trade leather, so I attempt a right overhand towards your temple, and then a straight left, going low towards your already battered liver region, trying to dominate you in this round. Sweat flicks off my body with each attempted strike, and I know, or fear, the clock is winding down. (R3 0:20)

21:27 Natalie_Bosques: I keep on my feet, best I can as you cut the ring off, forcing me to engage as I keep my movements loose, gloving up as you swing in your overhand keeping my left high as I tuck and weave while it batters into my glove, rolling with the punch as I keep my right tucked near my body while you stab at it, turning and deflecting as I step into you and wrap around your waist in a clinch, resting my chin on your shoulder, cheek to cheek as the ten second warning goes off...(R3 0:10)

21:31 Valenzuela: My overhand is caught by your left glove, doing nothing useful for me. And my left only stabs at your right glove that you ably use to protect your side, and before I can reload for another attack, you move into me, and have me wrapped up in a clinch, our sweaty bodies now merged into one, and then the bell rings DING! And I drop my gloves as we separate, moving slowly back to my corner.

14:40 Natalie_Bosques: The ref steps between us the bell goes off and we break. My gloves drop to my sides before placing them on my hips as I shuffle over to my corner and plop down on my stool. I lean back on the turn buckle and am met with a splash of cold water to my head and cheat as I breath hard and erratic, trying to steady my breathing while my corner goes to work..."Hey Nat, how we feeling? Tough round so you gotta box smart this round, we've got a long way to go so conserve some energy this round, stick and move, don't give her an opportunity. Use that jab and keep some distance...." I nod as I take in some water, the pain in my midsection slowly dissipates as my breathing steadies out and I focus back in...

19:14 Valenzuela: I land on my stool, and start getting toweled down. Trainer has some advice, in fact says a lot, like guard up, then go for her in counter punches, don't let her clinch, I can win this" but mostly I'm not listening. Take in some water, mouth guard pushed back in, and I roll my shoulders to loosen up for round 4. 10 second warning and I'm up on my feet. DING!

19:18 Natalie_Bosques: I push up to my feet as my corner clears out and the bell goes off as I come out towards center ring, little slower, little more flat footed, slightly gassed from putting in so much effort the first two rounds and taking some big hits in the third as I keep some distance, flicking my left out at random to keep you at bay as I shift my weight side to side, trying to make a small moving target as I lead you around, looking for openings... (R4 3:00)

19:22 Valenzuela: I meet you in the centre, and I'm much more flat footed than when this fight began. I watch you closely, and we begin to circle each other. Some jabs flick out, but I just lean back from them, they are not a serious threat and are designed more to keep me at bay. I decide to move towards you fast as you retract the last jab, trying to step in close to launch a left uppercut towrds your navel, and then a right hook at your left side ribs. (R4 2:50)

18:58 Natalie_Bosques: I try to keep up, shuffling around and keeping my guard high as I jab out and you step in quick....MFFFF.....your uppercut digs into my lower abs with a loud THACK, forcing air and spittle past my mouthguard as I grunt loudly.... ...NFFFFF....your right tags me below my elbow into my lower rigs as my body jerks to the side and I shift my weight....IISSSH....USSS.....punching down with a wide overhand left towards your head, twisting up and shifting the other way with a shoveling right uppercut towards your beltline before stepping into you toe to toe, pressing my gloves int your chest and shoulder, looking to keep in close and shave off any power from your punches....(R4 2:40)

19:07 Valenzuela: I go low, and it pays off, my left uppercut to your abs and the right hook to the ribs pays off. Your response, however, is very fast, a left overhand that comes over my lowered right and pounds into my forehead, uggggggg.....the whack from that gloved fist reverberates around the ring, and sweat flies off my forehead from the pounding. A right uppercut then pounds into my waist band, and you clearly want to go toe to toe right here and right now. The overhand blow to my forehead makes me feel woozy, but I ain't gonna give an inch and also want to brattle this out, drawing back my right to send a right uppercut towards your belt line, and then as I retract the right, I try to reload it and and send a right hook towards your jaw, trying to stand my ground and go toe to toe. (R4 2:30)

19:14 Natalie_Bosques: UNNNFFF....you hammer my abs again as another loud grunt escapes me and I cover up and press into you, your hook slamming into my gloves and jostling them around my head as I dig deep and shift my weight in....PAAA...PAA...PAA....shouting out with my punches as I twist in with a hard left uppercut towards your solar plexus, doubling up as I retract my left and swipe out with a left cross towards your cheek, shifting into a straight right down the middle towards your nose as I try and keep my punches timed and sharp, looking for gaps in your defense as the crowd gets on it's feet for this heavy exchange mid-ring. Sweat flying off each other's bodies and gloves as our corners shout indiscernible instructions towards us.....(R4 2:20)

19:24 Valenzuela: The crowd is animated by this boxing brawl, and I feel my right fist punch into your solid abdominal wall that I've not yet broken down, but my right uppercut only slaps your left glove. Then it happens, a hard left uppercut SLAMS into my midsection, and pain radiates from the small bundle of nerves, and it feels like suddenly I can't breath, my mouth opening, trying to suck in air! A left cross hits my cheek, snapping my head back, and then right straight POUNDS into my nose, I can feel your leather gloves compress around my nose, until I feel your knuckle dig in. As the glove is retracted, blood begins to dribble out of both nostrils, and I begin to stumble backwards, until my back presses deeply into the top rope, which catches me from landing on my ass! I'm a little stunned with pain from the plexus shot and the two head shots, trying to re-establish my guard as my team SHOUT "GUARD UP KARLA!" (R2 2:10)

19:32 Natalie_Bosques: I feel the impact of my gloves ripple down my arms as it gives me a second wind while my corner shouts at me...."PRESSURE, PRESSURE, PRESSURE!"...I march in, gloves up and wide as you hit the ropes, looking to throw a flurry....ISSS...ISSS...ISSS.... ...opping out a straight left right left, looking to box your nose and mouth before you can get a defense going and to get your gloves up....PAAA..PPAA...PAAA....yelling out and grunting again with a hard right hook towards your side, twisting with a left uppercut towards your beltline as I shift into a wide right overhand towards the side of your head, throwing caution to the wind as I swing away to keep you on the ropes....(R4 2:00)

19:44 Valenzuela: The crowd is going wild as I’m suddenly trapped in the ropes, and your’re now fed by a massive adrenalin rush. My mind is foggy, but I know you are coming for me. Before I get my guard fully you, you send a straight right/left/right at my face, the left going over my guard and SNAPPING hard into my nose, increasing the blood flow, then I block the other straight punches, moving to a high guard. I’m gonna to box my way off these fucking ropes, I tell myself, but then you change levels, SLAMMING a hard right hook into my side and a moment later a left uppercut into my beltline, now I’m gasping for breath as it feels like your gloved fists are just all over me, and I drop my guard now to protect my body, but you’re on fire, sending a right overhand to POUND into my forehead, snapping my head back and forcing my back to lean deeply on the top rope. My knees begin to feel like jello, and I try to send a wild left hook towards your jaw, trying to fight back. The ref is now watching the situation carefully, but won’t intervene because I appear to be trying to fight back, even though I'm getting mauled. (R4 1:50)

19:50 Natalie_Bosques: I hammer you on the ropes, not all my punches getting through, but some big ones that count do as I swing away.... ...PFFFFF....your hook comes out of no where, tagging my chin and snapping my head to the side in a halo of sweat and spittle as it stops me cold and I lean into you on the ropes, wrapping around your shoulder and waist in a clinch as I press into you, look for a moment to reset myself as a ringing in my ears goes off, breathing hard into your neck and ear as the ring ropes shake and strain from our weight...."Box out ladies, box out!" the ref warns us early as I hold on....(R4 1:40)

19:54 Valenzuela: My left clocks you, you were so intent on hammering me, You did not see it coming, and now we are clinched, and the ropes are bending deeply as you press me further into the ropes, my gloves are down at my sides as you keep me wrapped up, and I make a couple of very short hooks towards your side with my right, punches that have no power because of the short distance, my exhaustion and the bad angle. Blood is dripping from nose onto your chest as we struggle to break loose from each other. (R4 1:30)

19:58 Natalie_Bosques: The ref gives us a few seconds to work out of it, but I'm intent on staying put as long as I can...."BREAK!"...she slides her arms between us, prying us apart and leading us out towards center ring a few steps as I lower my arms for a moment, shaking them out and resetting myself, leaving plenty of room between us as I shuffle around, my adrenaline rush flushing out of me and feeling gassed as I put on a brave face, getting my gloves up just under my chin..."BOX Ladies!"...the ref waves us in as I circle around, keeping some distance....(R4 1:20)

20:02 Valenzuela: I'm now breathing out of my mouth as my nose begins to swell up, and I feel lucky to be still standing. I guard up, raising both gloves to just below my mouth so I can watch you over the tops of my green gloves. I feel flat footed, and there is an annoying buzz inside my head. I watch you closely, then step a little closer...JAB JAB.....a double jab towards the centre of your face, hoping I can split your guard apart as my sweaty body sways with each attempted punch. (R4 1:10)

20:13 Natalie_Bosques: I try and shift my weight and head as you step in and jab out quickly....PPSSS...your first jab slips through, popping into my forehead with a PAAAP and popping my head back as I manage to slip your next jab and side step out to make some room, feeling myself slowing down, knowing I need to keep some distance and pick my punches as I shuffle around you....(R4 1:00)

20:18 Valenzuela: We keep the dance going, after my first jab strikes your head. We are both running on empty, and I feel really battered as my nose continues to ooze blood. You keep shuffling around me, not eager to engage again, and I don't feel like chasing you, so I move to try and cut you off, wanting to confront you. My midsection still hurts, but I can breath, at least through my mouth as the sharpness of your plexus shot subsides. I now step closer, trying to swing a left and right hook combo towards your sides. My team shouting "TAKE TO HER KARLA!" (R4 0:50)

20:27 Natalie_Bosques: You step in, not quick enough to back out as I tuck in and cover up....PAAP....PAAP....your gloves dig into my arms as they sting with the impact and I shift my weight side to side with the impact, my gloves tucked on the sides of my head as we're toe to toe again....pssss...psss....I pop out a short left cross towards your cheek, right cross towards your chin, not much power behind them with the close distance and my overall stamina as I try to box between your guard....(R4 0:40)...

20:32 Valenzuela: I try to drill into your sides, but you have enough gas in the tank to position your body to take the hits on your arms, and to counter punch between my guard, popping my cheek and chin with a moderate left and right cross combo. Blood and sweat splatter off my face with each punch, driving me back a few steps, needing to adjust my guard, not wanting to take another hit in what has become mostly a toe to toes boxing match. I move a little to my right, wanting to circle a bit and look for a strategic opening. (R4 0:30)

20:35 Natalie_Bosques: We get toe to toe for a moment as I manage to get some shots in then we both move out, making space for ourselves as I backpedal, using the outside of the ring, knowing the round is coming up on time as I look to dance, flicking my left out at random and popping in and out to keep you busy as I circle around and try to eat up fight time, breathing hard through my mouth as sweat drips off my body, keeping my gloves up chest high is a struggle as I keep shifting in and out of punching range....(R4 0:20)

20:39 Valenzuela: You keep trying to wear me down further as you move in and out of range, and then I decide to take a chance, the next time you come towards me, I lunge at you, coming at you shooting a left jab at your nose, trying to split your guard, a right overhand at your temple, and a left uppercut towards your chin, wanting to drive it between your guard. Reckless, but I need to use my last reserves of energy to try to take you out. (R4 0:10)

20:47 Natalie_Bosques: I bob and weave, dancing best I can as I step in, thinking you're on the same page with me but you switch up and come forward....PFFFF...your left slams into my nose, contorting around it and opening up the bridge as blood seems out and I start to raise my gloves.... .....PPPSSS....your overhand slams into the side of my head with a halo of sweat, rattling my brain as a ringing in my ears form and my knees buckle for a moment as I try to back out....PPPFFFF....your uppercut splits between my guard as it pops my head up and to the side with an explosion of spittle as I stumble back into the ropes, nearly sitting down on them as I brace for an onslaught.....DING.....only to be saved by the bell as the ref steps between us....(R4 0:00)

20:52 Valenzuela: I give it my all, everything I got left in the tank, but that bell rings, and the round is over. I drop my gloves and back away, leaving you in peace on the ropes, still upright. I'm breathing hard, and my nose is bloody and swollen, so I return to my corner and plop down on my stool top let the team work on my nose, and put an ice pack on some of the bruised areas of my face. I spit out my mouth guard, and take water, a toweling, shoulders messaged. Trainer is talking, but I have a wild look on my face, knowing round 5 is seconds away. My mouth guard back in, I stand and prepare myself mentally. I stare across at NONO, wanting to see what's happening.

20:57 Natalie_Bosques: I stay on the ropes for a moment after the bell, dropping my arms and gloves to my sides as I follow the ropes to my corner, breathing hard and erratic as I sit on my stool, my team going to work on my nose and swelling cheek. My coach shouting advise at me, but all I can hear is the ringing in my ears as I lean back on the turnbuckle, staring up past him at the ring lights as he slips my mouthguard out and squirts some water in my mouth. My arms rest on the ropes as my chest rises and falls, the ringing starting to subside a bit as the break winds down. My mouthguard is shoved back inside as I chomp down on it, feeling like I'm floating and running on instinct as I press up to my feet as the seconds out warning....

21:40 Valenzuela: The two Round Girls finish strutting around the ring in their bikini, holding signs saying “ROUND 5” and I know the round is going to start soon after they exit. DING! On my feet, I come out slowly, hesitant, guard up. I want to feel you out, look for weakness, and try to avoid making a mistake that could send me to slumber land. (R4 3:00)

21:44 Natalie_Bosques: The bell sounds and I shuffle out, flat footed, breathing hard, sweat rolling off my face and body as I barely get my gloves up chest high, shuffling wide around the ring, keeping distance as I gingerly pop my left out to keep you busy without getting too close as I subtilty shift my weight around to keep a moving target. My legs and shoulders burn, my arms and gloves are heavy as I look to feel you out as well.... (R5 2:50)

21:48 Valenzuela: I try to keep out of range of your gloves, you probe, but I move back some, its now a question of who will make a move and who will make the first error in this cat and mouse game. I don’t intend to be the mouse. I probe at you with a double jab at a distance, wanting to keep you at bay, try to keep you guessing of my intent. I got you on the ropes last round, and I think I can do it again. I keep my gloves at shoulder height as I circle around you, my gloves feeling heavy and my legs feeling weak (R4 2:40)

22:04 Natalie_Bosques: We continue to dance, both not wanting to make the first move for fear of a counter, both of us gassed after putting so much into this fight and only half way through the rounds. The crowd starting to get rowdy, looking for action..."Let's go ladies, keep in moving..." The ref egging us on, or corners yelling at us to up the pressure. I take a deep breath and step in punching range...ISSS...ISSS...ISSS....hissing out with a left jab towards your head and gloves, dropping levels with a jab towards your midsection as I shift in with a right cross towards your cheek, slower than in the earlier rounds as I fire my punches out one at a time...(R5 2:30)

22:11 Valenzuela: I watching you intently, the crowd getting rowdy, the ref getting testy. Then you make a move, jabbing at my head, but I raise my gloves and you punch into them, forcing me to step back, and you keep coming, jabbing at my midsection, that is already tender. I lower my gloves to protect my midsection, taking the hit on my forearm, then I eat a right cross that smears over my cheek, snapping my head back and making me stumble back a couple of steps until I can regain my balance. Too late to counter punch, but I step back towards you with a left/right straight punch towards your gloves and head, and then step closer and step to my right to try to throw a left uppercut to your waistband. (R5 2:20)

22:16 Natalie_Bosques: My right connects as the force ripples down my arm, stumbling you back but I'm too slow to chase as you take a moment and come back in, I keep my gloves up and high as much as I can as you walk me down and snap out with your left and right, the left jostling my gloves around....PFFFF... ...the right splitting my gloves and popping my head back as it slams into my head, keeping me from going anywhere....UMMFFFF...your left digs deep into my lower abs, lifting me on my toes with a loud PAAF as air and spittle rush out of me and I stand toe to toe with you, covering up behind my gloves and guard as I lean inward, wrapped around your glove...(R5 2:10)

22:22 Valenzuela: You lean inward after taking the uppercut to the gut, and you lean inward, kind of wrapped around my glove, your covered up well, head well protected, and are ready to go toe to toe again, to delight of the crowd. I can't get a head shot with my right, and my left gloves is snagged under your elbows as you lean in towards me, your gloves covering your face. I try to pull my left glove back, and at nearly the same time, I try to send a real sweeping, lumbering hook towards your right side, sweat coming off my face from even small exertions now. (R5 2:00)

22:29 Natalie_Bosques: We tangle toe to toe, not putting much work in, trying to conserve what littler energy I have and protect myself. You wrangle your left free as I try and clam up....MMFF.....your hook digs into my side behind my elbows though, jerking my body to the side as I press my gloves into your chest and push while backpedaling, trying to get some room between us as I shuffle and circle outwards towards towards center ring....(R5 1:59)

22:33 Valenzuela: We tangle in the ring centre for a bit, any your gloves push into my chest, forcing me backwards as you back peddle away from me after I land a hook on your side. I move to my right and circle a bit, and then slowly approach you again, I try to jab across towards your left glove, trying to push it out to your left, a risky move, and then try a right cross towrds your right cheek, and a left cross towrds your left eye, wanting to keep the pressure up, if I can. (R5 1:40)

22:39 Natalie_Bosques: I breath hard through my mouth as you come in again, trying to move back, but you're just quicker than me at this stage as I keep my guard high, your jab jostling my gloves apart as I try and backpedal, but you keep on me.... ...PFFFF...your cross tags my cheek, making it puff and sweat with a mist of sweat from your glove....PSSSHH.....your left slams into my eye socket, causing it to swell up as you drill into it, rattling my head as I back up and feel the ropes cut into my back suddenly as I tuck in behind my gloves again, digging into the ropes as the ref keeps an eye on the action..."Show me something NoNo..."...(R5 1:30)

22:46 Valenzuela: The ref is watching intently, as I back you to the ropes, after boxing your face. The eye is definitely going to have a shiner, it was a solid hit. You tuck in behind those gloves, and I know this has to be my best chance. The crowd is roaring with the intense action, albeit at a slower pace than earlier round, neither of us bothering to pace ourselves. I approach you flat footed, sending a left/right at your guard and head, intending to try to keep your guard high, then drop my left and bend at my knees to try to drill a shovel hook towards your liver region, then a left/right straight punch combo towards your fore ahead, and dropping my left, a try to thread an uppercut through the middle of your guard, trying to desperately target your chin, sweat blood spraying off me with this effort. The ref watching intently to see if you can defend and counter punch (R5 1:20)

22:57 Natalie_Bosques: I try and move along the ropes but you step in and cut off the ring as I keep tucked behind my gloves....PAAP...PAAP....your straight punches slam my gloves into my face, jostling them around as I lean into the ropes.....PAAAP.....UNNNG.....your hook digs into my liver deep as the skin and muscle ripple around your glove with a loud TWACK, sending a shockwave up and down my body, the force sitting me down on the ropes as I grimace in pain and drop my gloves.....PPPFFF...PFFFF...my head is boxed back twice from the straights, rattling my brain as my vision becomes hazy and my legs being to buckle with only the ropes really supporting me as the pain from my liver starts to run through my body.... ....PPPPFFFF.....your uppercut pops and turns my head with a halo of sweat and spittle as i bounce into the ropes and my legs completely give out, falling forward and twisting as I land on the canvas..... ...the ref rushing over between us and waving you off, not even giving a count as she waves her arms over me calling the fight.....

23:02 Valenzuela: I back away quickly, as the ref instructs, and its over, in round 5. I'm thrilled, delighted, overjoyed, and yet beat up. My nose swelling and dripping blood, bruises on my face and body, but I don't care, I won a fight in Vegas. They say what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, but this won't. This will make the headlines of some good sports journals. Then of course, I look over at NONO, and hope she is ok, maybe the last uppercut was not needed, I tell myself, but its also hard to stop once you are going. I wait in my corner, my trainer gleeful, as we watch NONO being attended to.

23:04 Natalie_Bosques: The ring doctor and my corner rush in and after a few moments I start to stir as I'm helped up to a stool while I get looked over. I get to my feet after a short while and am helped to my corner as I rest my arms on the top ropes, facing the corner as I catch my breath and fight through the pain of the match, breathing hard as sweat drips off my body and people start making their way center ring for announcements....

23:09 Valenzuela: As the officials enter the ring, the ref motions us to ring centre, and holds my left wrist with his right hand, and NONO's right wrist with his left hand. Then the microphone booms....and the announcer's voice once again fills the arena. "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of tonight's undercard event, by KO, IS KARLA VALENZUELA, La Princesa!" And then the ref raises my ungloved, yet still wrapped fist. And of course, I offer Natalie a hug and pat on the back....whispering in her ear, "Better luck in the rematch sweetie" END or