First, thanks to Vassago for posting this great matchup and wonderful, comparative photos. Thanks also to JT for alerting me about this poll. For those of us catfight fans into hairpulling contests between two evenly matched women, this is a dream come true.
I can see Cheryl and Sylvie meeting at a party and after exchanging phony compliments about each other's appearance, they talk about their husbands -- who's the best footballer. This leads to insults, first about their husbands' playing abilities, then about each woman's appearance; especially their hair. Husbands and bystanders try to intervene, but the women tell those present to leave them alone. They want to settle things by having a good, old-fashioned, hairpulling match.
As they remove their jewelry, the two celebrities engage in some trash talk.
"I'm going to rip that blonde hair out by its gray roots, you old Dutch hag," says Cheryl.
"At least my hair is my own and not mostly extensions like yours, you English cow," responds Sylvie. "When I'm finished with you, you won't have enough real hair left to add extensions to!"
With that, the two WAGs lunge for each other's tresses. Husbands and bystanders alike encourage their favorite, which prompts both ladies to try and rip out even more of her opponent's hair. The more of their hair they see clutched between their adversary's fingers, the madder they become and the more they want to pull their rival's hair out by the roots. After a long and drawn-out contest, Sylvie straddles Cheryl's back and pulls with all her strength on two long locks of brunette hair, as though she's yanking on the reins of a wild horse. Over and over, again, Sylvie tugs as hard as she can. Feeling the roots of her over-stretched tresses about to pop loose, Cheryl yells "Stop, stop, I give!"
Gathering up a long lock of dark hair from off the floor, Sylvie waves it proudly over her head for all to see. Then, she turns and presents it to her husband who gladly accepts her battle trophy. Shortly thereafter, the couple is seen leaving the party quickly for more private quarters.
