Sammi Hanratty
Jennette McCurdyThe spectators couldn't quite believe what they were seeing. When this catfight between Sammi and Jennette was announced, the only real question seemed to be how quickly the brawler McCurdy would demolish her opponent. Although Sammi is much liked and even adored by many followers of the elite celebrity fight club, even her most ardent admirers had to admit that she seemed to lack a certain killer instinct, and that led her to suffer defeat time and again. In short, she was simply too good of a good girl. And being a good girl is
not a problem Jennette suffers from.
So most certain,
nobody was expecting Sammi to come roaring at the opening signal of this match, tearing into her startled adversary, and completely dominating the action with a combination of brilliant technical grappling and vicious back alley brawling! McCurdy seemed utterly overwhelmed by the assault, her eyes betraying a growing fear of her opponent. Clearly, if Jennette had any hope of turning the battle around, she would have to resort to the dirtiest of tactics.
Without hesitation, that's just what she did. Finally seeing a brief opening, McCurdy smashed a fist hard into Hanratty's groin, halting her offensive. Adrenalin pumping, now Jennette went on the attack, focusing most of her efforts of punching, kneeing and stomping her rival's tender womanhood. Sammi howled in anguish, tears streaking eyeliner down her cherubic face, her lithe body trembling spasmodically from the vicious pounding.
Finally, slipping behind her foe, Jennette pulled her right arm across Sammi's throat, tightening a chokehold. Hanratty's glassy eyes grew wide as she gasped and gurgled for oxygen, until finally her eyelids fluttered shut and her body went limp.
There was no traditional victory pose from McCurdy. She was damned lucky to win this, and she knew it. Wordlessly, she limped back to her room, claiming the win but not feeling very victorious.
