Pat Vs Ezelda: prize fighting historyBack in 1890 two women from different countries would meet in combat. While some say it is just a story, others claim to have pictures from the fight. These two women had never met before but they would go down in history.
Prize fighting was big business in Victorian times. Even if it was seen as unruly and illegal, especially if you were two women fighting. These very well arguably are the first underground fighting recorded with women. Who would fight with barely any rules, some argue they were more brutal then the men's fights with some women nearly beaten half to death by their opponent.
This story has an interesting origin. Beginning in South Africa where a young aristocrat called Percy visited there to get more cultured. He was also someone who loved to watch female fights, so he was pleased when he could arrange fights with some of the locals. Over the year he was there a young woman caught his eyes in more ways then one. Ezelda had proven a keen fighter with her fists. The twenty year old woman fought women double her age and those around her. Even though at times she was challenged she proved herself a tough fighter. Knocking out her opponents on the lawn of Percy's family's estate.
Soon they begun a torrid relationship. Not caring that it would be frown upon by his family back in London. Though Ezelda knew that most likely Percy would grow bore of her if she lost a fight. So he would see her working out and fighting her sisters to keep ready for when he called upon her skills.
The year trip for Percy was coming to an end. He had word from friends back in London of an Irish woman taking the prize fighting world by storm. After all he had been sending telegrams telling them of Ezelda. Of course this Irish girl intrigued him. The days before he was to return home he spoke to Ezelda after a passionate night of love making. As she stroked his bare chest with her right hand. He asked if she would come back with him but it would be as his champion. While she wished he would stay with her in Africa. She knew that she could never truly be with him. Still when he described this champion in the UK here nipples grew hard again. She wanted to fight this woman and show that she was the alpha female in the world.
Back in London said Irish girl was with her sponsor. Pat was a beautiful brunette twenty three year old. She had fought outside a pub with a rival and batter the girl. An older rich man named Charles had watched with a keen smirk. Telling her if she fought for him she could make good money, while she wanted to tell him to buzz off. He threw her a few coins as a gift for the show she had put on.
Sitting in his office in a white dress with black boots. She couldn't believe her ears when he said "I have had word of a challenger from Africa wanting to fight you for big money. They are coming here with their sponsor. I assume it is ok I accept the challenge on your behalf."
She looked up at him and nodded that she agrees. Telling him "so they have to go into that shit hole to find me an opponent" making Charles chuckle to himself as he shook his head, as blunt as ever he thought to himself. Explaining that she had to respect this girl being dubbed the African champion. Making Pat clench her fists. Inside telling herself "I'll show this bitch up.. champion my arse!"
A month went by as discreetly those who loved to watch the female fights and had money would come. A flyer with both women drawn on was given to them with the title UK champion versus African champion in a battle of champions. Both the women's sponsors found somewhere they could fight and money was wagered between them on their two undefeated wards.
The day came with both fighting in a field outside of London. A large crowd was present as a large fenced off area had been erected. There was cheers as the women came from opposite sides of the crowd towards the fighting area. Ezelda had never experienced anything like this as her heart raced. She smiled as she nodded to those patting her on her back. Pat on the other hand felt her body reacting the same way. She had grown to hate this mystery figure she was fighting. Wanting to really hurt her foe.
Soon both caught a glimpse of the other across the fenced area. They both took off their corsets to bare their breasts to loud cheers. Next came their boots as their seconds took those. Both took a breath before climbing over the fence to get into the ring. Each only wore a skirt now, green long skirt for Ezelda as Pat wore a black long skirt. Feeling the dirt under their toes as they heard the loud cheers and insults being thrown. Mostly towards Ezelda but she ignored them.
Circling each other slowly as they look each other over. Seeing them are similar heights and weight, even their breasts are both similar. Pat yells "so you came all the way here to get your arse beat you black bitch. I am going to beat you back to that shit hole!" That drew a loud roar from her supporters.
Ezelda stopped circling a moment and grinned to try to show the comments hadn't hurt her. Though inside she had a fire burning. She replied "you talk too much white girl. I am here for a fight you stupid bitch." Making Pats cheeks flush red. Eyes narrowing as she stops circling.
Both charge each other with fists flying. When they hit with their bare fists thuds can be heard clear as day. Hair is whipped around but both take the punches and come firing back. Pat steps inside to land two short hooks to the body of Ezelda to make her grunt out. The beautiful black woman fires back with a short right hook to the ear of the gorgeous Irish woman to knock her a step to the side.
They break apart a moment, chests rising quickly already as emotions are running wild. The crowd is mesmerized by them. Seeing that while they are not muscular they are toned. Stepping back towards each other with jabs smacking into their rivals faces.
Pat soon catches her foe with a right hook on the jaw to turn Ezelda's head to the side. Seeing her opening, Pat pushes back Ezelda to the fence with a creek of wood ringing out. Pat slings in short rights to the face of Ezelda. Who reaches up to scratch the face of Pat with her right hand. Pat crying out "ah you bitch!" As little trickles of blood run from tiny cuts on her left cheek.
Swinging hooks in close, not all the punches land clean as they use their arms to block. Still blood is soon drawn as first Ezelda cuts the bridge of her rivals nose, she gets her bottom lip busted by a left cross. The crowd around them roaring them on as they see the fighters start to be coated in sweat.
Soon they clinch up and wrestle around the makeshift ring. Ezelda wrestles Pat against the fences as their nipples are battling for space. Pat hissing "black cxnt." As Ezelda snarls "weak white bitch." Digging in short punches to each others kidneys, while also exchanging stamps on feet as they fight with everything they have to win. Deep down knowing they have met a perfect match for themselves, making them both feel wet under their skirts.
Pat wanting off the fence fires a headbutt into the nose of Ezelda to make the ebony fighter cry out. Ezelda letting go of her foe as she holds her nose instinctively. Pat sees her chance as she steps in with a solid right hook to the cheek of her opponent. Knocking Ezelda down as there's a loud roar. Pat stepping back as per the rules. Arms in the air as she stares hard at her rival.
Ezelda shakes her head as she sits up. Blood dripping from her nostrils to the skirt. Part of Ezelda wants to take the skirt off and fight Pat nude. Looking up at Pat with a glare of her own. Hearing the racial taunts by some in the crowd makes her blood boil as she pushes up to her feet. Not badly hurt as she raises her fists to show she can continue. Making Pat grin as she raises her own fists.
Pat is cruelly targeting the nose of Ezelda, hoping to break it if she can. She gets caught though by a jab around her right eye. She steps back blinking to clear her vision and soon takes an uppercut that rocks her to her heels. Ezelda pounding her around the side of the head as she drives the Irish lass against the fence.
Down goes Pat to her right side. Ezelda stepping back with her arms in the air herself. A sight with blood dripped onto her tits and some swelling around her cheeks. Pat feels her right eye shutting as she feels it. Getting to all fours seeing blood dripping to the grass below. She shows Ezelda her toughness to push up to her feet. Percy and Charles look on a little worried and mostly excited seeing these two strong women battling. Living up to expectations as they square up again.
The punches are slowing down in volume but not in power. Digging toes into the grass as they swing. Sweat and blood goes flying as they beat each other around the ring. Soon enough clinching up with breasts slightly mushrooming. Ezelda snarling "didn't expect a black woman to be beating you bitch." As Pat can barely see out her right eye. She hisses "I hate you black bitch." As they try to overpower each other in the clinch. Pushing apart after landing a few rabbit punches behind each others heads.
Circling with their chests rising quickly. Pat is fighting valiantly but is slowly getting caught more cleanly between them. Her problems with her vision mean that she is missing with her bigger punches, more landing jabs then hooks. She is taking more hooks back in return. With Ezelda kicking her in the stomach as she pushes Pat against a fence in front of Charles. Who looks shocked at his wards beating.
A right hook on the jaw sends Pat to the floor. Some wondering if the fight is over as Ezelda steps back. Shaking her right hand as she wonder if she has broken a knuckle. Blood coating both womens proud faces and breasts. With Pat rolling to her front, part of her telling herself to stay down. Another yelling at her to get up as she grabs the fence to her right side and pushes gingerly to her feet. Ezelda looks on with a mixture of respect and hate.
Moving back together with Pat slower. Ezelda and Pat exchanging a few kicks around stomachs as Pat looks to be trying to keep off her opponent till she can catch her with a big hook. A left hook to that shut right eye of Pat has her howling in pain as she stumbles against the fence. Ezelda showing her no mercy as she grabs the hair of Pat with her right hand to pin her against the wood. Her left slamming mercilessly into the face of her foe. Pat weakly trying to push her off till she is completely out on her feet. Ezelda throws her down to the grass by her hair. Pat hits with a thud and cheers ring out as those who bet on Ezelda are pleased they did.
Ezelda stumbles into the arms of Percy after he climbs into the fighting area. He whispers how proud he is of her. Even as she has her eyes shut and barely listening to what he is saying. Just happy that she was able to win this. Looking to see blood on her skirt. Her knuckles are red raw with her sure by the pain she is feeling that her right hand has a broken knuckle.
Soon Pat comes around back to reality near Ezelda with help from Charles. Pat gets sponged down as Charles tells her "you can't win them all" with a smile. She just nods as she feels the worst she has in her life. Finally losing a fight as she looks over at Ezelda with her one good eye. Seeing Ezelda sitting on the grass being cleaned up too. The women exchange glares as much as they respect the toughness of their opponent. They have a natural hatred for their rival.
One side of the fence is taken down as the fighters are cleaned up. Soon they are up on their feet and heading for the sponsors carriage with corsets back on. Percy getting his winnings from Charles. With Ezelda and Pat still having eyes locked. Pat telling her rival "I will get my revenge." Getting told "try it" by Ezelda. Their men keeping an eye on them in case they decide to go another round now.
It could have been a simple folklore or was true, the story of what happened that spring day in England would be told through history. If true then Ezelda would return home with Percy as a hero to some. Pat would go on to win titles around the UK with Charles looking on proudly. Did they fight again? Nobody knows sadly.
