After considering a moment, Linda agreed, telling Lindsay, “Tell Powers to meet me in the bar the same time tomorrow night.” Then added ominously "And what do you mean IF I beat her? You can BET I’ll beat her!"
Stefanie had wanted the fight, too - for a long time. It rankled her that so many people, over time, had forgotten who won their high school fight as reported in TV Guide, and actually thought Linda had won! It also bothered her how many over the years had come to believe Linda had won their famous catfight on "McCloud." There had been that famous scene where Linda had dunked her head in a fish tank - twice in fact, but the fight HAD BEEN interrupted (a classic ‘conflictus interruptus’ that happened all too frequently in the pre-cable era!) It didn’t end there either, because until then, Stefanie had dowsed Linda with water twice from a spray bottle of toillette water, wrecked her apartment, and - although they were about even in tearing the other's clothing to shreds - Stef was ahead on knockdowns 3-2 and ahead on points up to the dunking in the fish tank. Neither had been happy with the interruption and both “knew” they would have prevailed if left to their own devices!
Linda wanted to avenge her loss to Stefanie in high school and Stefanie wanted to erase any doubt in anyone’s mind about who had really won the “McCloud fight” - to prove, once and for all the "McCloud fight” had been fantasy, not reality - because she was confident Evans could never beat her!
The next night, they met, as arranged and the bar was electric with anticipation. Lindsey Wagner showed up to lend moral support to Stef while Farrah Fawcett did the same for Linda, encouraging her with, "You KNOW you can beat her. She has it coming. Besides, besides, everyone knows your 'Audra Barklay' can kick her 'Rebeccah McClintock's' ass anytime!"
Both Powers and Evans were dressed for a fight in one-piece swimsuits and nothing else, Powers' suit matched her red hair and Evans' light yellow suit echoed her blonde locks. They approached and stopped nose-to-nose; their eyes locked.
"I've wanted this for a long time,” Linda hissed.
"Me too", Stefanie snarled.
With that they lifted their arms to shove each other, but only found themselves fumbling together in a clinch. They turned each other around and around the room in a tarantella of female fury and passion as the suppressed animosities of years of rivalry bubbled to the surface of their respective emotions. Finally, Stefanie pulled and twisted, forcing her blonde rival to her knees and prepared to force her over onto her back. Sensing danger, Linda twisted to her right, breaking Powers' balance and sending them toppling to the floor in a ball of writhing, twisting, turning, female pulchritude. Linda and Stefanie rolled back and forth across the floor, locked in each other's tight bearhug, their arms, torsos and legs tangling and struggling together for all they were worth. Each got the upper hand briefly, only to lose it again. They mainly grappled, but a few ineffectual slaps were exchanged, to little effect, except to further enrage both women.
Finally, Linda mounted Stefanie and looked down at her lovely foe and saw the strain of the struggle evident on that lovely face. Then she noticed that Stefanie's straps had given way and her swimsuit was down around her hips, her lovely breasts exposed. Just as she decided to attack those lovely orbs, however, Stefanie bridged and twisted to her left, overthrowing Linda and reversing their positions.
Stefanie saw Linda's beautiful mounds bared, her swimsuit having come partway off during their writhing, grinding struggle earlier on the floor. Stefanie also saw that Linda's face clearly reflected the intensity of this tough tussle. Stefanie went for Linda's breasts, but Linda's hands grabbed hers in a fingerlace just as Linda bucked up into Powers, twisted her body to the right and toppled the redhead over sidewise. The crowd was going wild, watching these two fit, athletic and beautiful women tangle and tussle together so intensely, all over the floor.
They found themselves on their sides, Stefanie on her right, Linda on her left, locked in a hand-to-hand test-of-strength. Sweat beads appeared on their foreheads and noses. Their faces turned red with the strain of the struggle. Then their faces began to turn blue. Their hands trembled under the strain of their intense test of strength, endurance and willpower. Their eyes locked, as they wordlessly communicated to each other that this was, for them both, an apocalyptic struggle and that each still meant to win! Their noses brushed together several times, now, as their hot breath mingled in great gasps of air.
"C'mon Stefanie, you can do it!" cried several onlookers
Others exhorted Linda with cheers of, "You can beat her, Linda! She can't last much longer!"
Someone else, more objective than others, noted, "Neither looks like she can last much longer."
And both Stefanie and Linda knew this was true. Each had got more than she bargained for tonight and both were desperate to win. Suddenly, inspiration!
‘With our faces so close,’ Linda thought. ‘Why not just headbutt the skank and finish her?’
That’s just what she attempted…only thing was, Stefanie had the same inspiration simultaneously, and launched her own headbutt at Linda at the same instant that Linda's began moving toward her. The resultant stunning collision of foreheads, noses, lips and chins knocked out both women at the same time; leaving their noses and lips bloody, their foreheads bruised and lumped - and their partisans disappointed at the outcome of this long-awaited battle between two of TV's all-time Catfight Queens!
Linda and Stefanie slowly rolled apart and lay with their arms and legs still entangled, with neither maintaining a shred of her dominant position over the other. Farrah and others dragged Linda away and carried her to her room where they cared for her the rest of the night. Lindsay and her friends did the same for Stefanie while the Catfight Resort buzzed with speculation about a rematch!