Raquel and Sarah show off their girly sides while wearing amazingly high high heels. Fortunately, neither was injured during this runway walk.
Raquel is sparring with a dude, which seems to be a horrible way to build confidence. The fighters go watch fights with a bunch of food they can't eat and booze they can drink. Looks really fun. Unless they'd rather watch fights on a treadmill.
Jessamyne stays home which is what I would've done. And more importantly, it's what her coach who runs her life would've wanted her to do.
Anthony has a few drinks which is good because you always want a drunk person around the night before weight-ins when you can't eat, drink, or think.
To get back at his drunken madness, the girls wake Anthony up with the old bucket of urine prank, or at least they should have.
Jessamine goes with the braids whereas Raquel goes with the braids. Oh, and they both wear ankle warmers, or Thai socks, whatever you want to call them.
On to the fight: surprisingly enough, the fighters have similar reaches on paper but if you're wondering, yeah those things are sometimes wrong.
Jessamin should've tried to turn my towel and finish the standing guillotine while pushing Raquel's back into the fence. But then again, Raquel should have kept Jessenyn on the fence instead of letting her off the hook and having to close the distance again. That's what it looks like they should be doing from my couch. I set my beer down and show them but you know, I'm retired and all. Oh yeah, and my knee.
My point is one shouldn't talk sh-t from the couch. But I do wish Raquel would keep Jesamine against the fence so she didn't have to keep closing the distance.
Gessamyn uses the shoulder roll to defend the right-hand which is usually good for longer fighters, but she doesn't have much shoulder to get in the way of the 4-oz glove. We also find out as the fight progresses that Jessimon has a good chin is tough and likes to throw the knee.
If you noticed, I spelled Jessamyn different every time I'm just hoping one of them's right.
We go to a third round which is for the best because I don't know who won what round.
What a great takedown attempt by neither fighter at any point ever. So yeah, that was a kickboxing match in 4-oz gloves which is great for hand doctors and whatever the doctors that do stitches are called.
A great fight and somehow nobody got hurt. Then some dudes that we didn't know were in the house are selected to fight.
