The lights dimmed and as the spotlight came up it revealed standing in the center ring - to the surprised delight of the audience - the Swedish Bikini Team! The luscious blonde lasses cheerfully waved to the crowd, then one of them produced a microphone and began the introductions, "Ladies and Gentlemen, Mesdames et messieurs, meine Damen und Herren, welcome to tonight's contest between two of the world's loveliest celebrities," the team spokesgirl began.
(Before proceeding further with this account, it should be pointed out that the standard practice in this tournament is for the lower-seeded competitor to be introduced first, followed by the introduction of the higher-seeded competitor. And this match featured the very lowest tournament seed, #32 Sharon Stone, versus the very highest seed, #1 Victoria Silvstedt so, normally, the place of honor - being introduced last - would clearly belong to Victoria. However, Sharon's agents were adamant that as a condition of her participation she be introduced last!! The tournament organizers reluctantly agreed to make an exception and their decision made Victoria absolutely furious. It almost led to her being thrown out of the tournament altogether when she lost her temper and violently shoved the tournament director, Mr. Chris, into a row of metal lockers.)
"Let us now introduce the first of our two fighters," continued the gorgeous Bikini Team blonde. "Starting her career as a successful European fashion model, she went on to become a Playboy Playmate of the Month before being chosen the 1997 Playmate of the Year! She's been a feature model for Guess Jeans as well as appearing in numerous motion pictures. A gifted athlete, she was a world-class member of the Swedish National Ski Team - ranking fourth among her future Olympian teammates in the Super-Giant Slalom. Standing almost five feet eleven, this woman won the Miss Sweden title in 1993 (loud cheers). From Skelleftea, Sweden (even louder cheers) here is…VICTORIA SILVSTEDT!"
From the state-of-the-art sound system burst forth the stirring music of Wagner's 'Ride of the Valkyries' as out strode the blonde, fair-skinned Victoria to the loud acclaim of her fellow Swedes. She was wearing a black string top above that covered her aureole and nipples (and little else on her gigantic breasts) with a matching black thong. It was noticed that among those in her small entourage her current girlfriend, Anna Nicole Smith, who had regained her former svelte, shapely physique.
Victoria came down the aisle to the ring looking relaxed and confident - and she had every reason to be! She was the number one seed in the tournament facing the lowest seed and the betting odds were something like 100:1 in her favor. She regarded Sharon as nothing more than a speed bump on the road to moving forward. However, her irritation with the 'order of introduction' BS motivated her to deliver extra punishment to the sacrificial lamb she'd be slaughtering!
Victoria looked particularly good and she was among a rare few women who could wear that kind of scanty outfit and get away with it. Seeing her in person, it was easy to see why she was rated so high by tournament organizers. Nearly six feet tall and tipping the scales at a solid 139 pounds, the mighty Swede sported particularly strong thighs which, along with her rock-hard abs, impressive arms, and a record in the ring in which she displayed brutal power and the ability to absorb punishment and come back with reserve power - plus a general bitchiness to her personality - has only intensified the beatings she doles out to her victims.
The big playmate mounted the steps to the ring, giving the crowd a good glimpse of her strong legs. Opponents always sought to prevent Victoria from applying holds in which she could use her great leg strength but she was a powerful boxer as well if it came down to a brawl. This, combined with her youthful vigor and athletic background in Olympic-level skiing, made her a natural number one seed in this tournament. Plus, of course, she was no slouch in the beauty department either with her long golden blonde hair framing a face featuring sensuous lips and icy blue eyes.
The blonde bikini-team ring announcer handed the microphone to another bikini-team member who picked up the intro. "And introducing her opponent in tonight's match….she also began her career as a model, then went on to pursue a career in acting. In her breakout role in 'Total Recall' we all saw her dish out some ass-kicking to the Ahnold Schwarzenegger and achieved cinematic immortality in her role as an erotically insatiable killer in 'Basic Instinct'. But she earned our respect as an actress when she received an Academy Award nomination and won the Golden Globe Best Actress award for her work in Martin Scorcese's 'Casino'…Ladies and Gentlemen, from Meadville, Pennsylvania, standing just under five feet eight; someone who is truly an international superstar celebrity….SHARON STONE!!"
All the lights went out, briefly darkening the place. Then spotlights were turned on, illuminating the main entrance at the far end of the stadium. The musical strains of 'Hooray for Hollywood' flowed into the arena as, out of the entrance emerged a procession of two rows of twelve tall, elegant showgirls, each with white sequined boots, white fishnet stockings, silver sequined outfits and huge feather headdresses. Each was holding a large hoop and as they choreographically motioned with the hoops they were all singing along with the music. Following the showgirls, came a float terraced like a wedding cake; the entire surface covered with mirrors with chrome trim. It sparkled under the bright lights and at the top was a narrow cylinder of mirrored glass. As the cake-float moved forward it slowly rotated on its axis. Standing on the lower tiers of the 'wedding cake' were twelve handsome studs dressed in white-tie and tails, with white gloves, top hats and walking sticks. Then, as a thousand glittering silver and white balloons were released over the procession from the arena ceiling, the music switched to 'That's Entertainment' and the finely attired gentlemen danced around the tiers of the rotating float singing to the music. They took off their top hats and pointed their canes toward the center cylinder, then the sides of the cylinder dropped away like the petals of a flow to reveal….Sharon Stone!
She was wearing a silver cashmere robe and had a diamond-encrusted tiara on her beautifully coifed blonde head plus elegant designer sunglasses to shield her eyes from the lights as she held her head high and looking up at the crowd in the stadium. She was holding a smoking cigarette in a bejeweled cigarette holder which she glamorously flourished as she beamed her million kilowatt smile with glistening pearly white teeth. She was the epitome of classic Hollywood glamour and high-style and although their sympathies were with local girl Victoria, Sharon's spectacular entrance had the audience spellbound and agog; overwhelmed by the sheer star power being projected by this film goddess. There seemed to be a magical aura surrounding her and the lighting and glittering balloons lent a sense of dreamy softness to the image of the famous beautiful face that was utterly transfixing.
As the dazzling procession made its way sloooooowly toward the ring, Victoria was hopping mad. She leaned over the top rope, screaming at the tournament officials ringside, protesting what she referred to as 'that circus'! Outside the ring, Anna Nicole Smith was in the face of tournament director Mr. Chris; blasting him for permitting the outrageous gimmick. He was seen shaking his head and shrugging as if he were powerless to do anything to stop it. (But of course, with his back still sore from where Victoria shoved him into the lockers, he wasn't particularly inclined to be receptive to her concerns!!)
At length, the 'Sharon Stone Show' reached ringside and couple of the top-hatted gentlemen lifted her up onto the ring apron from which she handed a couple of them her sunglasses and cigarette holder before two others removed her tiara and slipped her cashmere robe from her shoulders which revealed her body encased in an elegant, one-piece, sky-blue suit that left her entire back bare. She waved at the audience, smiling confidently. The night which had begun with 75-80% of the crowd backing their Swedish compatriot now saw Sharon's movie star entrance and charismatic appeal gain her a number of converts, reducing Victoria's audience advantage and the more knowledgeable fight fans knew Sharon may not be the push-over most expected.
For one thing, all 32 women in this tournament are good - someone had to be seeded 32nd. Sharon was probably ranked low because she was a little longer of tooth than most of the others, but she had a reputation as a real hellcat in the ring; capable of domineering cruelty and often displaying a degree of physical strength that surprised unwary opponents. More often than not in a twenty-plus year celebrity fighting career, Stone had emerged the victor. Tonight, the blonde goddess looked to be exceptionally fit and in tip-top shape; her legendary legs looking particularly lean and lethal. But above all Stone was smart! She brought to the ring a 154 IQ that often provided her with an edge, especially when was pitted against bigger opponents as she was this evening. As evidence of her shrewdness, Sharon's insistence that Victoria enter first along with a carefully staged grand entrance, not only garnered her added support from the crowd, but more important it irritated Victoria, causing her to grow edgy and a little rattled as she impatiently awaited the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
The fight finally begins and the two battlers approach each other. Suddenly, with the most sincere and innocent look on her face, Sharon says to Victoria, "Oh...look out, Victoria, your shoe lace is untied."
Perhaps if Victoria hadn't been so rattled by the opening ceremonies and Sharon's star power, she might have had the wit to see the obvious ruse for what it was but she immediately glanced down at her feet and, of course, Sharon drew back her right fist and drove a tremendous haymaker to Victoria's jaw! Totally surprised - the big blonde went stumbling back and found herself balancing crazily on her right foot, left leg stuck out, tipping over backward, desperately attempting to avoid a fall, and wildly wind-milling her arms to stay upright. After several seemingly looooong seconds, the huge blond dropped on her butt with a big THUD!
The audience burst out laughing at the comic manner of her fall. Victoria's face turned bright red with rage and more than a little embarrassment being the object of ridicule from her own fans. As she scrambled back to her feet, she saw Sharon leaning on the turnbuckle in the far corner; smiling mockingly, her hands raised, palms out toward Victoria with her fingers curled, gesturing to Victoria to attack her. With an angry roar the big Swede rocketed off her feet like a football lineman and drove toward the movie star. In the instant before contact, however, Sharon gracefully pirouetted like a matador and Victoria sailed past, her head plowing into the ringpost! She bounced back and sprawled spread-eagled on her back where she lay moaning and holding her head The audience began to applaud clever underdog Sharon and, in fact, MORE of the audience was now for Sharon than Victoria!
Sharon quickly climbed to the third rope, then called down to Victoria, "Let's go home early tonight, Blunderwoman."
She leaped off, landing on Victoria's chest and knocking the wind from her, then sat up and place her hands on her shoulders going for the early pin and huge upset victory. The referee counted "ONE!" but before she got to "TWO!" Victoria heaved her big body upward and sent Sharon flying!
Both scrambled back to their feet and circled until Victoria quickly moved forward and pistoned a hard right fist into Sharon's belly. Sharon grunted just as Victoria followed up with a left hook to her chin that rocked Sharon back on her heels. But the feisty blonde countered, smashing a hard left to Victoria's ribs, then blocked a left from Victoria and snapped a left jab to the Swede's right boob, quickly followed by a right cross to the face. Victoria responded with a flurry of powerful, thudding blows to Sharon's suspect belly, the third one causing Sharon to bend slightly in pain. Victoria was forced to back off, however, when Sharon straightened up and landed a series of right-left combo's to the big blonde's head.
Victoria blinked in disbelief, then raged forward, jabbing with both fists then grabbed Sharon and clinched, swiftly raising one of her beefy thighs up hard and fast into Sharon's womanhood. Sharon was lifted off her feet, then crumpled to her knees in agony. Victoria swept her right arm across her chest, then let fly a brutal backhand that knocked Sharon to the mat on her back. Victoria stomped down hard on the movie star's belly, causing Sharon to jackknife as her head and feet lifted up. But her second stomp was caught by Sharon who slowly regained her feet while holding the Swede's foot. Once she was upright, Sharon lifted Victoria's captured leg and flipped her onto her butt. Sharon approached the downed Playmate and kicked her hard in the ribs followed by a kick to the head! Then Sharon grabbed Victoria's long blonde hair to pull her up to her feet but she struggled to do so.
"God almighty…whaddaya weigh…200 pounds!?" Sharon grunted, forcing her halfway up by yanking her hair. She kneed Victoria in her belly, bending the wheezing Swedish beauty over, then powered a double ax-handle down onto Victoria's back that brought her to her knees! A kick to Victoria's head laid her out on the mat. Sharon dropped, slipped her lithe legs around Victoria's midsection and clamped on a scissors. Victoria squirmed desperately in the hold but Sharon's legs were a lot stronger than they looked. She maliciously grinned at her opponent and ramped up the pressure a notch, "This scissors should trim a few inches off that fat waist!!"
Victoria fought back the best way she could; sinking her talons into Sharon's legs and roughly clawing. Sharon, experiencing great pain, realized the scissors would probably not force the Swede to submit and wishing to save herself further damage from the nails raking her legs, released her scissors.
As both women got to their feet and Victoria waded in with a vicious right uppercut to Sharon's solar plexus, taking her breath away. Using her left hand to lift Sharon's slumping chin, Victoria delivered an overhand right to the blondes left eye that staggered the actress.
The indomitable Stone gamely fought back with a sharp right hook to Victoria's solid body, a left jab to her jaw and a big right uppercut to the chin that snapped Victoria's head backward and rocked the big woman back on her heels. Victoria rocked back forward and hammered a big right to Sharon's jaw that spun her completely around and sent her tumbling into the ropes. With Sharon's back to her, Victoria unleashed a blurred fury of punches to Sharon's back and kidneys. Then she grabbed Sharon's left arm and wrenched it up into a hammerlock, bending her head and shoulders over the top rope!
Sharon's right hand instinctively reached to her left shoulder to try to ease the pain, her face twisted into an agonized grimace. Holding Sharon's left arm with just her left hand, Victoria reached her right hand over Sharon's shoulder and plunged her hand down the front of Sharon's swimsuit where she began to viciously squeeze, knead and maul her right boob as Sharon let out loud screeches and squeals of pain.
Victoria mocked, "These aren't tits; they're just little sacks of withered old lady flesh!"
Sharon continued moaning in pain from the combined hammerlock and breast-claw as she tried desperately stomping her foot down on Victoria's instep and driving her right elbow back sharply. Sharon kept it up until Victoria released her tit-maul and the hammerlock, then once again they turned to face each other. Sharon shakes out her left arm to restore it to full function but while she's distracted trying to restore the blood flow to her arm, Victoria steps forward, reaches down and smashes an uppercut to Sharon's crotch that causes her to cave in on herself!
The Playmate follows with a backfist to the knocking Sharon to one knee. Then Victoria reaches down and pulls Sharon up by the hair. But as she rises, Sharon pounds Victoria with a series of hard rights and lefts to the belly then a fake right to Victoria's nose. As she reacts to block the phantom punch, Sharon unloads with a brutal kick to the pussy that sends the Swede stumbling backward before she drops to her knees in pain. Sharon crashes a mighty overhead right down on Victoria's forehead that knocks her to the mat, then as she writhes in pain, Sharon kicks her over onto her back and plops her ass down on top of Victoria's face with her knees pinning Victoria's arms!!
"Enjoying the view?" Sharon asks as she reaches down and rips off Victoria's top, baring her big breasts. "Well, what have we here?" she asks, plunging her hands down into the big, round, melon-mammaries of the Swedish Amazon; clawing and kneading the supple flesh until she raises piteous cries from Victoria. "Big phony boobs don't make a woman, you rubber maid! A true woman has some class, which you'll never have. Now you can just kiss my ass while it smothers you out."
Sharon adjusted her butt to get a good seal over Victoria's mouth and nose while Victoria desperately struggled to escape. Suddenly, in an athletic move unexpected from a woman her size, Victoria bent and thrust her long legs up all the way back and over, wrapping them around Sharon's head. When she twisted sharply downward, Sharon went tumbling off her and Victoria escaped once again.
Both battlers were beginning to show signs of weariness as they circled each other with arms held out, both breathing heavily and both feeling a sense of urgency to finish the match. They each instantaneously decided to charge each other and their bodies slammed against each other in an audible SMACK! Instantly their hands were in each other's hair ripping the roots; their knees smashing up into the other's pussy. After each had doled out punishment to the other, Victoria disengaged and slugged Sharon in the face, sending her stumbling off to the side. Victoria got behind Sharon and clamped on a sleeper hold but Sharon gave two sharp elbows to Victoria's ribs, forcing her to release it.
Sharon swung back around and pounded two vicious karate chops to Victoria's neck, dropping the big blonde in agony to her knees. Sharon ran to the nearest ring corner where she climbed to the top rope, turned around and using geometric logic, carefully timed her planned full body splash to land just as Victoria reached an upright position. Sharon leaped….but to her dismay, the mighty Swede caught her in mid-air! Grinning maliciously, Victoria powered Sharon to the mat with a body slam that caused Sharon to arch her back in pain.
Victoria quickly pulled Sharon back up by the hair, chuckling, "You're pretty easy to pick up; being nothing but a bag of bones!"
The beautiful Swedish strongwoman picked Sharon up for another body slam; but this time she held her a few moments just do show off her dominating power. Those few precious moments gave Sharon the chance to quickly entwine her hands in Victoria's hair so that when Victoria slammed her, her head was pulled down to the mat with Sharon. Both battlers slowly regained their feet, panting from their exertions as they faced each other. The audience wondered how long the titanic struggle would continue but then Sharon slowly raised her arms to Victoria's' fingers splayed in an invitation to a test of strength! Challenging the big strong amazon Victoria to a test of strength? Whaaa…?
At first Victoria smiled cruelly at the opportunity to overwhelmingly crush the stubbornly resistant hellcat once and for all. But after a moment's hesitation, even Victoria - not the brightest kid on the block - began to suspect trickery. Too many times in this match she'd been outsmarted; been called 'Blunderwoman'; been laughed at. But not this time! She approached cautiously, full of suspicion; and as she slowly began to intertwine her fingers with those of Sharon she was ready for anything - a lunging attack to her head, a sudden kick or knee to her pussy or legs - whatever; she'd be ready!
The instant their fingers connected, a horrible shrieking was heard but it wasn't Sharon; instead the agonized shrieks were emitting from the wide-open mouth of Victoria! On contact, Sharon's fingers and wrists had immediately clamped and twisted down hard the big hands and wrists of the surprised Swede; bending them back at a horrible angle which generated intense pressure and pain. Sharon suddenly and savagely yanked Victoria's arms down and out in a semi-circular twist before wrenching her wrists forcibly upward. Victoria was moaning in a kind of pain she'd rarely if ever experienced when Sharon quickly reversed once more and semi-circled her steely handlock back up; wrenching her hands all the way back on their wrists and forcing the sobbing Victoria to her knees. Sharon let Victoria's wounded hands go and shoved her down to the mat on her belly. Victoria's hands were temporarily out of commission as she lay there mewling and sniffling, trying to recover from the great pain in her wrists while insufferable Sharon strutted around her downed foe.
Sharon called to the television announcer ringside like a professor addressing a student, "It's actually not a test of strength; that's a misnomer. You see," she said, holding her hands up and twisting her wrists like screwing in light bulbs. "It's all in the wrists."
Then Sharon jumped on Victoria's back and sat there, pulling both of the Swede's big arms back and hooking them over her legs before she reached down and clasped her hands under Victoria's chin, establishing the camel clutch. She gradually pulled back Victoria's head and neck with ever increasing pressure; more and more until Sharon was straining with all her might to bend and break that mighty back.
Could Victoria's strong back hold out?
Would she submit?
Was this to be the finisher?
Was everyone about to see the biggest possible upset in the tournament?
Unfortunately, we'll never know because at that moment several things happened all at once. What actually happened and how and why it occurred, will probably never be known for certain, but in eye witness interviews and a review of the tape it appears the following transpired:
Throughout the match, there'd been verbal sniping and shoving between the Swedish bikini team (loyal to Victoria) and the tall dancing showgirls from Sharon's entourage - it was made more unavoidable when the two groups were (inexplicably) placed side-by-side at ringside!! Their animosity built throughout the evening - no doubt fueled by vast amounts of alcohol both groups were imbibing - and just as Sharon positioned herself for a possibly decisive camel clutch, the ill-will between the two groups of sexy ladies exploded into a violent brawl with fists flying, folding chairs scattered and objects thrown! One such object was a large, half-full plastic water bottle which sailed into the ring and hit the referee in the back of the knee, buckling her leg. She'd been trying to ignore the melee to concentrate on the match, but now she angrily turned to face the female delinquents and began yelling at them, calling for security to "…throw the bums out!"
But the moment the referee's back was turned, a woman entered the ring with one of those big hoops Sharon's dancing showgirls had used in their pre-fight show. Was it one of her dancers? No! It was Victoria's girlfriend Anna Nicole Smith who had grabbed one of the dancer's hoops and sneaked up behind Sharon to loop the hoop about her neck, then yanked back violently hard!! Sharon hands immediately flew up to her neck to try to dislodge the hoop which she feared would strangle her, and as soon as she did, Anna pulled Sharon off of Victoria!!
Sharon managed to turn her head enough to see who it was that was doing this to her. Anna gave one more hard yank with the hoop, then ran out of the ring with the hoop and was back in her seat just as the referee turned her attention back to the mat. She must have wondered what had transpired while she had been pre-occupied, because what she saw was Sharon down on the mat holding her throat, coughing and hacking like she'd been the victim of near strangulation. She also saw Victoria rising to her feet, bending and stretching her aching back. Then Victoria immediately attacked Sharon, who was still massaging her throat, and clamped her steel-like thighs hard around Sharon's head before she brutally unleashed a massive squeeze that threatened to bust the actress's head like a coconut.
As the big blonde Swede maintained her standing headscissors, she reached down, grabbed Sharon's thighs with her arms (Victoria's hands were still useless, but she could use her strong arms) and pulled her upright, upside down, then jumped up and threw her legs out as she came crashing down, violently pile-driving Sharon's head into the mat! Sharon collapsed, only half-conscious, groaning in pain.
Victoria reached down, pulled Sharon up by the hair and dragged her stumbling to the nearest corner where she lifted her up so that she was hanging face outward from the ring corner ropes, then pressed her big body down on the smaller woman, squashing the air from her. Clasping her hands behind Sharon's head, Victoria forced it between her massive breasts, totally enveloping the squirming Sharon in a breast smother. She held it for a long time as the tough superstar actress valiantly struggled. But soon, Sharon's struggles grew weaker and weaker as Victoria mightily cranked up the pressure on her breast smother, forcing Sharon's head deeper into the crevice between her big boobs. Soon, Sharon's movements grew less frequent and more twitchy. The referee approached, lifted up Sharon's arm and it fell listlessly back down, a second time and it was still limp as a wet noodle. Finally, the third time she lifted it, it fell back. Sharon had been knocked out cold by Victoria's breast smother finisher.
Victoria stepped back, exhausted by the long match, letting Sharon's body collapse forward and fold to the mat in a heap. The referee grabbed Victoria's wrist to raise her arm in victory, but she winced in pain (her wrist still sore from that "test of strength") so she grabbed her forearm instead and raised it, declaring her the winner of a surprisingly close fight.
Anna Nicole Smith came into the ring to congratulate her girlfriend, and then the two of them left the ring together and strutted triumphantly up the aisle toward their dressing room, leaving Sharon conscious.
When Sharon came to, she grabbed a microphone and thrust out her other arm she pointed to the departing Anna Nicole Smith, screaming with her voice quivering in rage and her eyes flashing white hot fury, "Here's fair warning, you goddam bovine bitch! Yes, Anna, I'm talking to YOU! I'm going to track you down and get payback! Everyone knows that before you butted in I had this match won, but there'll me no doubt who wins when I finish with you! And I'm going to so enjoy taking my time to beat you to a bloody pulp! You can run, but a big fat slut like you can't hide - your ass is mine!"
Anna Nicole just turns around and, raising both hands. flips Sharon Stone a 'double bird', shouting, "Any time, any place sweetheart!!"