Eliza Dushku vs. Summer Glau

This match was pretty hard for me?I liked both these ladies a lot and wanted to see them win. Against each other, THE quote from Highlander came to mind: There Can Be Only One.

Before the bell told, both ladies met in the center of the ring, pressed their bodies against each other and stared down each other. Summer was a bit taller than Eliza, but their breasts still pressed together as they stood nose to nose.

When the bell rang, they locked hands and pushed against each other at full force. Tomboy Eliza eventually gained ground against the ballerina and with one mighty push, knocked her down onto her back. But Summer held firm and brought the dark beauty down with her, and into the vice-like grip of her legs.

That began the legs-war that was this match. Almost every move in this fight involved the legs in some capacity. Eliza was more strike oriented, using kicks and knee strikes to control Summer while standing, but Summer?s ballet training gave her greater flexibility and a longer reach. However, she preferred holds with the legs over strikes, using Eliza to demonstrate almost every variation of scissors hold around. Eliza, however, managed to escape Summer?s figure four neck scissors with a series of reverse head-butt to Summer?s stomach. They were on their backs when it started and Eliza used the opportunity to grab Summer?s head and give it a sharp head-butt to stun her for her next power move.

She stood up and took Summer with her, whipped her into the corner and followed up with a running knee strike to the kidneys which partially doubled her over. Eliza grabbed Summer?s face and pushed her back against the corner, doubling her over with a few more rapid knee strikes. Eliza then swung Summer into the opposite corner.

Summer bounced against the pole, but ended up slumped against it?wide open for Eliza?s spear. Summer let out a pained howl and bent in half when Eliza?s shoulder collided with her stomach. Eliza stepped back and barely caught Summer as she toppled over. She shoved Summer back into the corner, then forced her to the top. With an elbow to the head for good measure, Eliza set her up for a top rope suplex.

Standing to her full height on the top rope, Eliza inverted Summer and held her there for the briefest of moments before she fell back with Summer to the mat with a thunderous bang.

Eliza was slow to rise, but Summer was just there moaning on the mat, rolling slightly as her body throbbed with pain. Her face was shut tightly with pain, her matted hair spread out like a halo around her head.

The demonic look on Eliza?s face did not bode well for the broken angel on the mat.

Eliza sat on her knees next to Summer?s head. She scooted closer and picked it up, with only a token thrash of protest from the prostrate woman. Gently, she stroked some stray hairs from Summer?s face. She shifted her weight to her tight butt and wrapped her legs around Summer?s head, clamping on a tight figure four leg scissors. Summer?s protests grew more intense for a good fifteen seconds. She slapped the sides off Eliza?s thighs and tried to lift herself up with her legs.

Eliza let her, and even helped her get up, only to cruelly yank her to the ground.

Summer tried lifted her hips and kicked her legs out in an effort to dislodge the raven slayer, but it was to no avail. These efforts soon began to fade, the hip thrusts first. Then the kicks. Eliza playfully slapped away Summer?s hands and lifted Summer?s head up with her legs, rocking her back and forth to show her total dominance. The protests faded almost to naught just before Eiza slammed her legs to the mat, Summer?s body only quivered with the impact. Eliza undid the hold and pulled herself up with the ropes: another brutal KO.