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Fight 06 Katherine McNamara vs Joey King
By: BadAssBunnies Date: December 20, 2025, 8:10 pm
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Katherine McNamara vs Joey King
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Weigh-in
The moment Katherine and Joey step onto the stage, the
atmosphere turns electric and hateful. There�s no posing, no
courtesy � just pure venom. Katherine McNamara steps onto the
scale first, her abs tight, her stare burning straight through
Joey as if daring her to blink. �One fifteen pounds!� the
official announces. Katherine doesn�t smile. She just folds her
arms, smirks, and mutters, �Let�s hope you actually show up this
time, Joey.�
Joey�s face darkens instantly. Joey steps forward with a stiff
posture, fists already clenching. She climbs onto the scale.
�One thirteen pounds!� Katherine snorts. �Lighter and weaker.
Same old Joey, same weak little b!tch.� That�s it. Joey lunges.
Security moves too slow�Joey slaps Katherine hard across the
mouth, and Katherine fires back with a straight right hand that
snaps Joey�s head back. Joey grabs a fistful of Katherine�s hair
and yanks her forward, kneeing her in the thigh. Katherine
swings wildly and connects square across Joey�s nose.
A burst of red drips instantly. Joey shrieks in rage and tries
to come back at her, but six security guards and two trainers
finally separate them. Katherine is laughing�laughing�as Joey
screams through her bloody nose. �Clean her up!� Katherine
taunts, pointing. �She�s already leaking and we haven�t even
fought yet!� Joey has to be dragged offstage, towel pressed to
her face, her eyes murderous.
Walkouts
Joey King
The lights dim to a harsh red strobe as Joey storms down the
ramp with her team. Her bloody nose is taped but still swollen.
The crowd roars as she raises her gloves, furious, pacing like a
caged animal. She doesn�t even look at the fans � only across
the ring at Katherine. Her expression says: I am going to hurt
you.
Katherine McNamara Katherine appears under bright white lights,
calm, confident, ice cold. Her music is sharp and aggressive,
fitting her demeanor. Her chin is high, her smile smug. She
points into the ring at Joey and mouths: �Round one, I finish
you.� She cuts through the crowd like a blade, never breaking
eye contact with Joey for a second. When Katherine steps inside
the ring, Joey immediately tries to cross the space toward her,
but the referee and officials block her path. Katherine just
smirks and taps her chin with her glove, daring Joey to try
again.
Odds
Katherine McNamara: -160 (favorite)
Sharper, faster, better cardio, more disciplined boxer. Analysts
expect her to take control early and cause damage from outside
the pocket.
Joey King: +135 (underdog)
Shorter, tougher, dirtier. Joey has more raw aggression and
power in close quarters. She has zero fear of getting physical
or bending rules. Joey has an iron jaw and can soak up damage
and keep going forward. Experts warn this is the kind of matchup
where anything violent can happen.
Round 1
The bell rings and Joey charges straight in, reckless and
snarling, trying to bully Katherine into the ropes. Katherine
pivots off the line with smooth footwork and snaps a fast jab
into Joey�s face, reopening the tenderness around that damaged
nose. Joey grunts, wipes at it with her glove, and keeps coming
anyway, winging a wild hook that Katherine slips with a sharp
shoulder roll before countering with a crisp cross that lands
flush on the chin.
Joey absorbs it�she always does�and muscles her way into a
clinch, grinding her forehead into Katherine�s cheek while
ripping short punches to the body. Katherine shoves her off,
resets immediately, and fires a tight three-punch combo that
clips Joey on the jaw and forces her back a step. Joey hates
being backed up, especially by Katherine, so she storms forward
again, swinging heavy hooks that thud off Katherine�s guard.
The round becomes a tug-of-war: Joey forcing inside, Katherine
punishing her on the way in. Katherine�s accuracy is already
showing�nearly every jab she throws snaps Joey�s head or at
least disrupts her rush. Joey eats them and keeps pushing
forward like she�s trying to walk through a burning door.
In the final ten seconds, Katherine catches Joey with a clean
uppercut that finally halts her forward charge. Joey stumbles,
furious, but stays upright and throws a hook after the bell that
barely misses. The referee jumps between them as Katherine
smirks and Joey screams at her.
A dominant technical round for Katherine, but Joey�s pressure is
constant, ugly, and dangerous.
Katherine 10 � Joey 9
Round 2
Joey storms out of her corner again, but this time Katherine is
ready for the rush. She leans back just enough to create space
and cracks Joey with a stiff jab that jerks her head back. Joey
shakes it off and barrels in anyway, trying to crowd Katherine
against the ropes. Katherine slips sideways and digs a clean
left hook into Joey�s ribs, stopping her drive for a heartbeat.
Joey responds with a looping overhand that grazes Katherine�s
temple and forces her into a brief clinch. Inside, Katherine
actually outworks her�short, sharp shots to the body, little
taps to the head, all meant to score and frustrate. Joey tries
to muscle her backward, but Katherine turns her, breaks the
clinch smoothly, and fires a quick three-punch combination
before sliding out of danger.
Katherine smirks. �You like that King? Still think you can bully
me around?� Joey bites down hard on her gumshield.
That accuracy, the sting, the persistence is already wearing on
Joey. Every time Joey winds up with a big hook, Katherine beats
her to the punch with a jab or cross that sneaks through. Still,
Joey refuses to back off. She absorbs two clean punches, lowers
her head, and swings a heavy hook that slams into Katherine�s
arm but pushes her off balance.
The crowd roars as Joey sees an opening and attacks, pounding at
Katherine�s guard with wide, thudding shots. Katherine stays
composed, rolling with the punches, then snaps Joey�s head back
again with a counter jab-cross that lands flush. Joey stumbles
but doesn�t fall, snarling as she charges right back into the
pocket.
The bell rings with Joey still throwing, and the referee has to
pull her away again as Katherine shakes her head in irritation.
Katherine�s clean punches and footwork clearly win her the
round, but Joey�s constant pressure keeps it competitive.
Round 2 Score: Katherine 10 � Joey 9
Running Total: Katherine 20 � Joey 18
Round 3
Joey comes out noticeably calmer this time, not sprinting across
the ring like before. She circles instead, testing with small
jabs to the body, and for once Katherine has room to work her
own rhythm. Katherine lands a clean jab-cross early that makes
Joey reset, but Joey answers by digging a firm left hook into
Katherine�s ribs. The sound of it draws a hiss from the front
row.
Katherine tries to steer the round back in her direction with
some crisp, accurate punches, but Joey keeps chipping away at
the midsection, working thee ribs, chest, and abs. She�s not
rushing blindly anymore�she�s picking her moments, slipping
under jabs and thumping both fists into Katherine�s body with
nasty intent. Then Joey dips low and sneaks in a sharp punch
right on the bikini line. Katherine�s face twists instantly and
she folds forward, legs tightening as she grabs her lower
stomach. The referee is on the wrong side and completely misses
it. Joey pounces immediately, ripping heavy hooks to the body
while Katherine is still doubled over.
Katherine backs up instinctively, but Joey stays glued to her,
pounding the ribs, belly, breasts, and hips. Katherine tries to
clinch, but Joey shrugs her off and drives her into the ropes,
hammering away with those wide, bruising body shots that
Katherine can�t fully block in time. Every thud pushes Katherine
deeper into the ropes, her guard low and desperate. Katherine is
hurt but trying to cover it up but Joey senses it and leans in.
The crowd roars as Joey unloads a furious combination to the
body and then snaps an uppercut into Katherine�s chest, forcing
her upright. Katherine tries to angle out, but Joey cuts her off
and pins her again, landing another deep hook to the ribs just
before the bell. Katherine makes it to her corner holding her
stomach, eyes narrowed in pain. Joey walks away grinning,
knowing she stole the momentum with pure dirt and pressure.
Round 3 Score: Joey 10 � Katherine 9
Running Total: Katherine 29 � Joey 28
Round 4
Katherine comes out more cautious, clearly hurting from the body
abuse and that unseen low blow, but she�s breathing steadily and
trying to re-establish distance. Joey tries to bully forward
again, but her initial burst isn�t as sharp as before, letting
Katherine slide away with smooth footwork and pump out a few
clean jabs. Each one snaps Joey�s face back and buys Katherine a
little more space.
Joey eventually eats a few jabs then cuts the distance and
swings another heavy hook to the body, but this time Katherine
sees it coming and counters with a tight right cross that lands
flush on Joey�s cheek. Joey grunts, annoyed, but pushes through
it and forces her way into a short exchange inside. She lands a
thudding body shot, but Katherine answers immediately with a
sharp left hook up top, her accuracy shining again.
The middle minute turns into a tactical battle: Joey digging to
the body, Katherine scoring upstairs. Katherine�s punches aren�t
as heavy, but they�re clean, fast, and they keep Joey from fully
overwhelming her again. Joey finally backs her to the ropes, but
before she can unload, Katherine ties her up in a smarter,
tighter clinch than earlier. She leans her weight, slows Joey�s
momentum, and forces a reset in the center.
In the final minute, Katherine steals the round�s rhythm by
peppering Joey with a crisp three-punch combination�jab, cross,
hook�that smash into Joey�s head.. Joey bites down and fires
back, landing a hard shot to the ribs that makes Katherine
wince, but Katherine answers with another accurate jab that
halts Joey�s follow-up. The bell rings with Katherine moving,
circling, and Joey looking frustrated at being kept at arm�s
length after dominating the previous round.
Round 4 Score: Katherine 10 � Joey 9
Running Total: Katherine 39 � Joey 37
Round 5
The round opens with Katherine taking control behind a viciously
accurate jab, each one cracking against Joey�s already abused
nose. Blood runs from Joey�s nostril, her bottom lip is split,
and swelling has grown under her left eye, but Katherine doesn�t
ease up. She steps in, snaps three straight jabs, and finishes
with a short flurry that forces Joey back a step.
Katherine smirks through her mouthpiece. �What�s the matter, Jo?
Big sis isn�t here to protect you.�
Joey�s expression changes instantly�fury, pure and wild. She
charges forward, swinging wide and reckless, only to run into
two more jabs that rock her head backward like it�s on a hinge.
Katherine looks ready to dominate when Joey suddenly drops low
again, throwing a punch right at the bikini line. Katherine
folds slightly, wincing, as her corner erupts in protest.
�Low blow!�Watch her ref! She's a little cheat!�
The referee misses it again, shouting at them to fight on. Joey
doesn�t waste a second. She fires another borderline shot that
makes Katherine�s legs tighten and her breath catch. Katherine
tries to spin out and circle, but Joey right leg shoots forward
keeping her trapped. Joey leans forward and pins Katherine�s
left foot under hers. It�s subtle, but enough�Katherine�s
balance goes, her guard dips, and Joey�s eyes go wide. Joey
unloads a crushing hook to the side of Katherine�s head.
Katherine stumbles hard into the ropes, covering up on instinct
as Joey pounces like a predator, hammering heavy hooks and
straight shots into her guard, drilling her body and head with
brutal intensity. Katherine fires back a few glancing counters
but can�t get free as Joey smothers her, pounding away until the
bell saves her. Katherine pushes off the ropes breathing hard
her legs barely keeping hr up. Joey walks to her corner smiling,
blood on her teeth.
Round 5 Score: Joey 10 � Katherine 9
Running Total: Katherine 48 � Joey 47
Round 6
Katherine�s corner is a disaster. Instead of icing her ribs or
fixing her balance, they�re screaming at the referee about
Joey�s low blows. Katherine sits there breathing hard
desperately trying to catch her breath, eyes unfocused, while
her team argues�leaving her completely unprepared when the bell
rings.
Joey comes out like a tank. She slams into Katherine
breast-to-breast, bullying her backward instantly. Katherine�s
legs are still shaky and Joey feels it. From her corner comes
the shout: �BODY! BODY! BODY!� And Joey obeys with vicious
enthusiasm.
Hooks slam into Katherine�s ribs, crosses dig into her belly,
hammering her down until her round, tight butt settles
helplessly on the middle rope. Joey leans in so close her
forehead rests on Katherine�s shoulder while she churns short,
savage shots into Katherine�s abdomen�left, right, left,
right�chug � chug � chug, relentless, mechanical, cruel.
Every punch forces a grunt out of Katherine. Her body starts to
fold. She makes a desperate spin to escape, but Joey grabs her
by both shoulders and shoves her back into the ropes like she
owns her body and soul. Then Joey fires another borderline low
blow, glove smashing flush along the bikini line. Katherine
jolts, a cry tearing from her throat as spit sprays onto the
canvas. The ref hesitates�too slow again�and Joey attacks
immediately.
Three straight uppercuts to the breasts lift Katherine onto her
toes, her mouth falling open in pain. Then Joey digs a sudden,
brutal hook straight into the solar plexus. Katherine�s body
buckles as she coughs, collapsing along the ropes and sagging
downward. As she drops, Joey clips her with a chopping shot to
the side of the head before the referee physically pulls her
back. Katherine hits her knees, gasping, trembling, eyes glassy.
She forces herself up at eight, clinging to the ropes, barely
upright. Katherine is wobbling left then right clearly not in
any shape to continue. The referee is not looking to stop this
fight with only 20 seconds left and lets the fight continue
despite the urging from Joey's corner. The last twenty seconds
are survival. Joey stalks and rips punches into Katherine�s
guard while the redhead stumbles and clings to the bell like
it�s the only thing keeping her alive.
The crowd roars. It was a thorough beating�pure and simple.
Round 5 Score: Joey 10 � Katherine 8
Running Total: Katherine 56 � Joey 57
Round 7
Katherine staggers out of her corner, taking a deep breath,
sweat running down her forehead. Her legs are still shaky, but
something clicks. She hates Joy with every last breath and she
refuses to let her hated rival get the better of her. Adrenaline
surges through her veins and her footwork sharpens, her punches
snap faster, and her vision clears just enough to see the
openings Joey is leaving.
Joey, meanwhile, comes out aggressive but noticeably slower. Her
wide swings still carry power, but Katherine begins slipping,
rolling, and countering. A crisp jab snaps Joey�s head back,
followed by a tight hook to the ribs that forces her to retreat
a step.
Katherine�s combinations are fluid now: jab-cross-uppercut,
looping hooks, straight body shots. Joey tries to force her way
inside, but each approach is met with precise counters, pushing
her backward. Her breathing is heavier, and Katherine senses the
shift. She angles off the ropes, snapping sharp crosses into
Joey�s midsection and head, letting her opponent absorb more
than she�s giving.
�Back to the BODY� screams Joey's corner.
Joey attempts one final charge, trying to cut the ring off, but
Katherine pivots with clean footwork, landing a two-punch combo
to the body that doubles Joey over slightly. The crowd roars as
Katherine lands another jab to the nose before stepping back,
creating distance and dictating the pace for the first time in
several rounds. The bell rings, and Joey staggers slightly, arms
low, breathing uneven. Katherine bounces lightly on her toes,
fists up, ready to keep the momentum rolling.
Round 5 Score: Joey 10 � Katherine 10 � Joey King 9
Running Total: Katherine 66 � Joey 66
Round 8
The bell rings and both women step out cautiously, eyes locking
with a mixture of pain and fury. Joey�s corner has managed to
stem the bleeding from her nose and lip, but her face is bruised
and swollen. Katherine�s body aches from repeated hooks and body
shots, but her legs feel steady, and she moves with cautious
precision.
Joey pushes forward first, trying to reclaim control with heavy
hooks to the ribs. Katherine sidesteps, slipping the punches
with sharp footwork, and counters with a crisp jab-cross
combination that snaps Joey�s head back. Joey absorbs it,
grimacing, but refuses to yield, digging into the body with
short hooks and uppercuts.
Katherine responds with her own counters to the midsection,
keeping Joey off balance, but trading body shots with Joey is a
horrible idea. Each shot to her already throbbing core takes a
toll and is increasingly difficult to catch her breath. Joey
tries to feint left and swing right, but Katherine reads the
movement, dodging cleanly and firing a straight punch to the
cheek that rocks Joey backward.
The fight becomes a brutal chess match. Katherine lands quick,
accurate combinations, keeping Joey from stepping inside fully.
Joey responds with gritty, hard shots�forcing Katherine to weave
and clinch at times just to survive. Each woman�s breathing is
ragged, their faces red, and sweat and blood mix on their
gloves.
In the final minute, Katherine lands a series of stiff jabs and
hooks that force Joey to retreat, but Joey counters with a
thudding hook to the ribs that makes Katherine grunt. Both women
absorb and give punishment, testing each other�s stamina and
grit, neither willing to back down. The round ends with both
fighters clinched against the ropes, exchanging short, sharp
blows while the referee separates them at the bell.
Round 8 Score: Katherine 10 � Joey 10
Running Total: Katherine 76 � Joey 76
Round 9
The bell rings and both women step out cautiously, sweat
dripping, muscles screaming, faces battered and bruised. Joey�s
nose is still tender, her left eye swollen, but her jaw and
power remain intact. Katherine�s ribs and midsection throb from
repeated punishment, yet her legs are back and her breathing is
more controlled.
Katherine takes the initiative, moving with sharper footwork
than she�s had in several rounds. She lands a stiff jab that
snaps Joey�s head back, followed by a cross that finds its mark
on the cheek. Joey tries to respond with hooks to the ribs, but
Katherine sidesteps and counters with short body shots that make
Joey wince. The redhead is finally dictating the pace.
Joey, sensing the momentum shift, digs into the body with heavy
hooks and uppercuts, but her swings are slower, her timing
slightly off. Katherine lands a crisp combination to the
midsection, forcing Joey backward and onto the ropes. She steps
inside, snapping punches to the ribs and solar plexus, and then
unloads a series of quick jabs to Joey�s head that daze her.
Joey�s iron jaw keeps her upright, but the damage of the shots
is accumulating.
Katherine presses her advantage, weaving in and out, using
superior cardio to keep Joey chasing. She lands two more body
hooks that wind Joey, then a short uppercut that rocks her head
back. The referee moves in as the round ends, separating the
fighters. Joey stumbles slightly in her corner, breathing hard,
while Katherine bounces lightly, fists raised, feeling the first
real lead in several rounds.
Round 9 Score: Katherine 10 � Joey 9
Running Total: Katherine 86 � Joey 85
Round 10
The bell rings and Joey charges immediately, her voice cutting
through the roar of the crowd. �Let�s do this, ****!� she
snarls, swinging wide, desperate hooks aimed at Katherine�s head
and ribs. Katherine meets her aggression head-on, stepping to
the side and letting Joey�s wild swings sail past while snapping
clean jabs and crosses into her midsection.
Joey absorbs them with iron will, but the shots are taking their
toll. Her stamina begins to waver slightly; her swings aren�t as
precise, and Katherine�s footwork allows her to angle out and
deliver punishing counters. A crisp combination�jab, cross,
hook�snaps Joey backward against the ropes. For the first time
in several rounds, Joey s in serious trouble.
Joey refuses to relent, digging to Katherine�s ribs with short
hooks and then pressing forward, trying to force a clinch.
Katherine anticipates, twisting off to the side, landing a sharp
uppercut to the jaw that makes Joey stagger. Both women are
breathing heavily, sweat and blood dripping, muscles trembling,
but neither wants to quit.
Katherine begins to dictate the pace, peppering Joey with
precise body shots that bend her forward, then snapping a clean
hook to the side of the head. Joey swings back furiously,
connecting with a glancing shot to Katherine�s ribs, but it
isn�t enough. Katherine steps in with two crisp jabs, a cross,
and a final looping hook that rocks Joey backward onto the
ropes, forcing her to cover up.
The final thirty seconds are a blur�both women trading heavy
shots, weaving, ducking, and countering. A desperate Joey takes
two clean jabs to the nose but barrels forward. She shoves
Katherine into a corner and starts throwing haymakers. Joey's
swings are wild and for every missed punch she takes a jab to
her swollen face. Joey refuse to back down her arms are chugging
like a locomotive.
Katherine's guard is low, dangerously low as her arms cradle her
tender midsection but Joey just won't stop. Joey sneaks a few
thudding shots to the ribs making Katherine grunt but she knows
she only has to make it another thirty seconds and the fight is
hers. Joey on the other hand is all in and is not letting up. A
hook to the ribs and an uppercut to the solar plexus folds
Katherine in two. Katherine can't breath and can't straighten
up.
Joey winds up and launches an uppercut from the hip and it
splits Katherine's loose guard landing square on the button.
Katherine head slams back violently and her arms shoot up and
drape themselves over the top rope. Another right cross slams
into Katherine and her body goes limp and she slides down the
ropes as the bell clangs.
Joey raises her hands and gives out a loud guttural scream as
her corner explodes into the ring hoisting her on their
shoulders. The referee is over Katharine as she slowly starts to
stir. He looks confused but picks up the count at four. At six
Katherine has pulled herself upand at nine shee is standing n
front of the ref.
Some how Katherine has willed herself up and beat the count and
by rules this fight will go to decision. The referee is meeting
with ring officials and as soon as Joey's corner are notified
that the fight will go to decision chaos ensues.
�She was out! The fight is OVER!� screams her corner. �Stop the
fight, it's over!�
The officials are gathered with Kylie and Katherine as the
tension ratchets up.
�She beat the count!� Screams the referee, She beat the count
and we are going to decision!�
Round 10 Score: Katherine 8 � Joey 9
The Decision
Both women stand in the center of the ring, battered, bloodied,
and drenched in sweat. The crowd is on its feet, roaring in
anticipation. Joey King raises her fists, chest heaving,
convinced for a moment that the fight is hers�Bruce Buffer�s
voice booms through the arena, larger than life.
�Ladies and gentlemen� after ten rounds of brutal bone- jarring,
gut-wrenching,lip-busting action, � the judges score the fight�
95-94 for Katherine McNamara, 95-94 Joey King, and 96-94 for
your winner� from the Awesome Aries Stable� Kathrinee
McCccccNaaaaaamaraaaaaaa!!!�
The arena erupts as Katherine throws her arms into the air but
immediately brings them back down as the pain takes over. Joey
are are already raised as she stands frozen a blank stare on her
face as The Aries corner starts celebrating. Katherine puts her
arms out keeping her over zealot teammates from getting too
close
Finally Joey�s fists drop slowly, disbelief etched on her face,
as she stumbles slightly, dazed, still trying to comprehend the
outcome. A slight smile comes across Katherine lips as she basks
in the moment, having survived Joey�s relentless body assault
and survived in the closing moments. The fight is over.
Katherine McNamara is the champion of the night, triumphant and
battered, while Joey King nurses her frustration and rage in
stunned silence.
The split decision hit Joey like a punch harder than anything
Katherine threw. Her head drops. Her jaw tightens. Her eyes
flash with disbelief and rage. She had wanted this victory,
needed it, and Katherine had taken it right out of her hands.
Every hook, every swing, every ounce of power she poured into
the fight�it wasn�t enough. She sways slightly, fists still
trembling, as her corner rushes to console her.
Katherine�s own exhaustion is evident, but she stands taller her
chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Sweat and blood
streak her face, but there�s a victorious gleam in her eyes, a
silent message to Joey: she won and her hated rival lost.
Joey can�t meet her gaze. Her body tightens with frustration.
She had trained, fought, and fought dirty when needed, but
Katherine�s precision, stamina, and timing just edged her out.
The hatred between them, simmering for months, boils over in
silence. Joey glares at her opponent, lips pressed together,
cheeks flushed, and storms toward her corner, barely able to
breathe, still unable to accept it.
Katherine allows herself a brief, grim smile, eyes flicking
toward Joey. She knows what this loss means, and the personal
sting that comes with beating someone who would have done
anything to crush her. The crowd cheers, but for Joey, the world
has narrowed to the canvas beneath her feet, the fight she
almost had, and the smug redhead who took it away from her.
Ring Interview
Joe Rogan steps into the ring, microphone in hand, crowd roaring
around them. Katherine McNamara, still sweating and bruised,
raises her fists, exhausted but triumphant.
�Congratulations, Katherine! Ten brutal rounds�what was going
through your head out there?� Rogan asks.
Katherine smirks, shaking her head. �Honestly? I knew I had
this. Joey came out swinging, tried everything she could�low
blows, stepping on my foot, throwing elbows when she could. She
even got a few lucky hits, but I stayed focused, stuck to my
plan, and it showed. I won, she lost�now she can go and cry on
her chubby big sisters shoulder.�
Rogan raises an eyebrow. �Those low blows, stepping on your
foot, moments where she really pushed you�did any of that bother
you?�
Katherine shrugs, almost laughing. �Bother me? Of course it
hurt�it wasn�t easy. But this is fight night. I kept my
composure, countered when I could, and didn�t let it take me off
my game. Joey could try whatever she wanted, but I stayed
disciplined. That�s why I walked out the winner.�
Rogan shakes his head. �You have to admit that the fight had a
controversial ending. The reef picked up the count late,really
late.�
�You're going to go there? Really. I'll admit she tagged me.
Tagged me harder that I've been hit in a long time but you know
what? Champions get knocked down but the get back up. I beat the
count, Joe. I beat the count and won the fight!�
Rogan presses further. �Some would say she had some big moments
in the middle rounds, even pinned you to the ropes and hurt you
badly. Did that change your strategy at all?�
Katherine nods once. �Yeah, I had to adjust, use my footwork,
counter her punches, and stay mobile. She tried to intimidate me
with the dirty stuff, but I kept my head clear and landed the
shots that mattered. Every time she overcommitted, I made her
pay. That�s how you win a fight, not by whining about a few
lucky punches or cheap moves.�
Rogan smiles. �So you feel like your strategy, your accuracy,
your cardio�you executed better than she did?�
�Exactly. I stayed smart, stayed calm, picked my shots, and made
the fight count. She tried to force her way in, but I dictated
the pace. Joey�s corner can argue all they want, but the result
doesn�t lie. I outhit her two to one. It should not have been
split but hey, I can live with that as a win is a win. She lost.
Get over it and stop whining like a little b!tch.�
Katherine raises her fists again, face battered, blood and sweat
streaked, eyes glinting with both exhaustion and triumph. The
crowd cheers wildly as Rogan shakes his head, impressed by her
confidence and composure despite the dirty tactics thrown at
her.
Post Fight Locker Room
Erin Andrews steps into the locker room, microphone in hand.
Joey King sits on the bench, still dripping with sweat and blood
from the fight. Ice packs are pressed against her ribs, her left
eye swollen, but her fists are still clenched, her icy eyes
still burning with rage.
�Joey, that was a brutal fight. How are you feeling right now?�
Erin asks.
Joey throws her hands into the air, shaking her head. �How am I
feeling? Furious. Outraged. I did everything I could to
win�dropped her skinny ass on the canvas TWICE! I landed the
bigger punches, more clean shots, even had her out but the
stupid old fossil of a ref saved her ass. Katherine lives a
charmed life, it always seems like she walks out the winner? How
does that make sense?�
Erin presses, �Some people are saying there were moments where
you got a little� aggressive, low blows, stepping on her foot��
Joey snaps her head up, voice rising. �Aggressive? I was just
fighting. That�s what you do in a fight! I did what it took to
win, and now people are trying to make it sound like I cheated.
I landed more body punches, harder punches, and those were not
low blows. If she is too weak to take a f%cking belly punch then
she shouldn't be in the ring! What more do I have to do? The
fight was stolen from me!�
She shakes her head, chest heaving. �Katherine�s a Primadonna,
and everyone loves her. The ref takes his **** time when she hit
the canvas. A slow count saved her! It�s ridiculous. They gave
her fifteen seconds to get her ass up. Fifteen seconds, Joe!. I
gave everything I had, and apparently it wasn�t enough for the
crooked judges. Next time, I won�t leave it to them. Next time,
she�s staying down. No excuses.�
Joey leans back, glaring at the locker room walls, ice pressed
to her ribs, jaw tight. Fury and disbelief mix with
determination, every muscle tense, as if she�s already planning
her next revenge.
�If Katherine still thinks she's all that lets settle this
without the referees then we will see who is the better fighter.
And trust me, if that bony redheaded waif and I ever get in
another fight, I'll rip her apart piece by piece. The skinny
body will take so much abuse that. . .
The Brawl
Katherine, who was watching Erin's stream storms into Joey�s
locker room and cuts her off mid-sentence. Fury is written all
over her face as she storms straight for Joey. Joey jumps to her
feet and smirks, �Is your fake win is still bothering you?� The
words push Katherine over the edge. She lunges, and the two
collide in a violent lock-up, crashing to the wet tile floor.
Water from the leaking shower splashes across the room, making
every movement slippery and unpredictable.
They roll and struggle, hair pulling, arms twisting. Katherine
manages to gain the top position, straddling Joey, and lands
crushing punches to her midsection and ribs. Joey gasps, blood
mixing with sweat, but Katherine doesn�t let up. She snaps a
hard cross to Joey�s jaw, sending her reeling, then hammers her
side and stomach, each strike leaving Joey gasping and bent over
in pain.
Joey manages to wrap her legs around Katherine's waist and lock
her in a tight body scissors. Joey pulls her in tight and locks
on a guillotine crushing her ribs and blocking the flow of blood
to her head. Joey locks her ankles and straightens her legs
getting a low grunt from Katherine as her body tenses up.
�You made a huge mistake coming here and now you're going to
pay!�
Katherine's body slows and is motionless. �Nappy time red.� As
her body is about to shut down Katherine pulls her right arm
back and slams it into Joey's ribs. Another hooks makes Joey
gasp. A third allows Katherine to pull her head out and suck in
some deep breaths. Katherine places her forearm against Joey's
throat as she twists and squirms until she pulls free from the
scissors.
Katherine slides up until she is sitting on Joey's chest then
starts slamming fists into her face, ribs, and breasts. The
redheads fists are a blur as she pummels Joey with a relentless
flurry of punches and elbows. Joey face is puffy and bleeding as
Katherine grabs her hair and starts slamming the back of her
head into the tile. Joey is taking a brutal beating as her eyes
roll back and her arms go limp.
Security bursts in, grabbing Katherine to pull her off, but she
twists, her hands still on Joey. She yanks Joey�s bikini top
free in a defiant gesture as she�s dragged backward. �Still want
me, Joey? HUH? Still think you won?� she shouts, fists raised
and blood dripping from both of them.
Joey rolls and pushes herself up to her hands and knees still
dazed, wiping blood from her face, chest heaving, bare breasts
swaying, bruised and humiliated. Katherine is hauled out,
struggling against the security holding her, glaring back at
Joey with pure fury.
The locker room is chaos�tiles slick with water and blood,
overturned benches, wet hair plastered to faces. Both women are
soaked, battered, and breathing hard, their hatred blazing
brighter than ever. The fight may be over officially, but the
war between them is far from done. Erin follows Katherine down
the damp, echoing hallway, her heels clicking against the tile
as Katherine drags herself forward, still dripping with water
and sweat, her fists clenched. In one hand, she twirls Joey�s
bikini top between her fingers like a trophy.
�You got yourself a souvenir?� Erin asks, a mixture of disbelief
and amusement in her voice.
Katherine smirks, holding the soaked fabric up for Erin to see.
�Yeah,� she says, voice low and sharp. �She can come back and
try to get this, but I don�t think that�s happening anymore.�
Her chest heaves, eyes still blazing with fury and satisfaction.
�That�s a reminder�don�t ever underestimate me. Not in the ring,
not out of it. Joey pushed me, tested me, thought she could get
away with whatever she wanted� but I put her in her place.
TWICE!� Katherine takes in a deep breath and composes herself.
As they turn a corner toward Katherine�s locker room she swings
her wet hair back, glancing over her shoulder. The top drips
faintly onto the floor, a symbol of dominance and the chaos they
left behind. Katherine steps into her locker room, tossing the
souvenir onto the bench, already thinking about the next fight,
the next time Joey crosses her path. Erin watches quietly,
knowing this rivalry is far from over.
Written by the Badass Barbies.
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Re: Fight 06 Katherine McNamara vs Joey King
By: BadAssBunnies Date: December 21, 2025, 9:51 pm
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Katherine,
I hope you�ve fully recovered from getting knocked out at the
end of our fight. Yes, yes�I know. The referee magically found
an extra five seconds for you to crawl back to your feet, and
you squeaked out a decision on paper. But we both know how it
really ended. You were flat on your back, staring up at the
lights, while I was standing there with my arms raised. Everyone
in the building saw it. And deep down, so did you.
I also understand why you�d send a rookie to speak for you after
something that humiliating. I probably would too if I got
finished and then handed a win like a gift. Emily Rudd took a
beating of her own and is clearly just as bitter�misery loves
company, after all.
And let�s clear something else up while we�re at it. The Nevada
Athletic Commission assigns the referees. That�s the law in Las
Vegas. Kylie doesn�t touch that process, and if she did, she
sure as hell wouldn�t choose someone who suddenly forgot how to
count to ten when you were unconscious on the canvas.
I can�t change what�s written in the books�but I can change what
happens next. When Stable Wars is over, you and your little
shadow Audrey can name any challenge you want. Time. Place.
Rules. Rachel and I will be there, ready to remind you exactly
where you stand.
Enjoy the borrowed win while it lasts.
Joey
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Re: Fight 06 Katherine McNamara vs Joey King
By: awesome aries Date: December 22, 2025, 4:34 am
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Joey King
Give it up you got beat and you are bitter, i understand and its
okay. You got lucky when you knocked me down but I was clearly
up by count nine. You lost because you are cocky and very
bitter that I am so much better than you. anywhere and anytime
you want a peice of me just come and get it. as for Emily, she
has spoken her mind. But never ever think that we are afraid to
fight your stable. If you want a rematch then just ask, Just
make sure that your sister Hunter stays out of it because we
have plenty of girls who would tangle with Hunter.
Katherine McNamara
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