SIGMA The New Breed

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[CENTER] This European company is dubbed to be the new breed of MMA stars [B]Heavyweight Champion Shane "The Butcher" Gilchrist[/B] At SIGMA 1 he defeated Stjepan Andric via unamimous decision. He is a great fighter known for his vicious striking. [B]Light Heavyweight Champion "Fists of Death" Alexei Chekhov[/B] Defeating Jerry Bogdonovich at SIGMA 1 via unamimous decision. Is an unpredictable fighter known for his intense speed. [B]Middleweight Champion Bixente Fontaine[/B] Defeating Nigel Malley via TKO in Round 1 in SIGMA 1. Is a well-known fighter known for his conditioning & great chin. [B]Lightweight Champion "Flash" Marlon Standish[/B] Defeating former champion Scott Gillespie via 50 sec submission in round 1 at SIGMA 2. Known for his great movement & strength. [B]Flyweight Champion "The Hillbilly Hammer" Luke Hilton[/B] Defeating Stefan Champion via KO in round 2 at SIGMA 1. This former farm boy is known for his great Ground n' Pound & farm-boy strength.[/CENTER]

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[CENTER] [B]SIGMA 3[/B] [B]SIGMA Flyweight Championship[/B] "The Hillbilly Hammer" Luke Hilton 5-1 [B]vs.[/B] "The Blonde Bomber" Nicholas Bretton 2-0 [B]SIGMA Middleweight Championship[/B] Bixente Fontaine 10-3 [B]vs.[/B] "The Doctor" Wayne McKellen 4-1 also on the card [B]Mugur Boc vs. Stjepan Andric[/B] [B]Darin Blood vs. Agustin Gonzalez[/B] [B]Casim Yenkini vs. Ralph Kohl[/B] on the undercard [B]Francis O'Leary vs. Gonzalo Ramos[/B] [B]Eric Dartmouth vs. Kingo Watanabe[/B] [B]Henrik Berg vs. Murray Darby[/B] [B]&[/B] [B]Pat Troy vs. Stefan Champion[/B][/CENTER]

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[CENTER] [B]SIGMA 3[/B] [U][B]Undercard[/B][/U] [B]Pat Troy vs. Stefan Champion[/B] Round 1 There's a few minor exchanges of punches to start the round, and Troy gets the better of them. Neither fighter is throwing any bombs, but Troy is showing the better technique, and has hit a few nice body shots. They come together again, and Troy shows quick hands to get in three nice shots. Champion definitely felt them. Neither fighter seems interested in taking this to the ground, they're just circling, throwing a few punches, then regrouping. Champion is struggling to inflict much damage. He may need to switch tactics, as so far Troy is looking very comfortable. Champion comes in with left, but Troy saw it coming and slipped in a great right hand counter punch. Champion is getting frustrated. The remainder of the round is no different, as the occasional exchanges of strikes are clearly go the way of Troy's superior technique. The round is over. Blurcat.com scores 10-9 Troy. Round 2 Troy starts fast, firing off several crisp jabs that keep Champion on the back foot. A solid left hits gloves, but it's really just a set-up for Troy to step in and use an uppercut. Not sure how much of it caught Champion, but certainly enough to to make him grab a clinch to stop any further punishment. Great start to the round from Troy, it has been total domination so far. The clinch is broken, and the two fighters exchange some long range jabs that are easily avoided. Champion is looking a little lost so far, Troy is controlling this round by virtue of his crisp accurate punches and higher aggression levels. Troy throws out a few jabs, nothing too dangerous though, Champion easily avoided them. Troy leads with the left, then moves in and gets in a wicked right hand that grazes the cheek. Champion was fortunate there, if that had landed properly it would have been over. Champion comes back with a leg kick to set up a one-two combination, but the round is coming to a close and it's going to be too little too late. The one bright spot for Champion is that although Troy clearly won the round, he didn't actually turn that dominance into any sort of real damage. End of the round. Blurcat.com has it down as 10-9 Troy. Round 3 A touch of gloves to start the round, and we're underway. Champion lets rip with a vicious straight right almost immediately, but it's easily avoided. Troy sneaks a jab through the guard and catches Champion on the left cheek, but the follow up right hook only finds gloves. They get close to each other and end up in a clinch, from which Troy manages to get the better position, pushing Champion up against the ropes. Right hand to the ribs from Troy. Champion hits a couple of knees to the side. There's a struggle for supremacy going on, it's difficult to see who is winning it. Troy tries a knee of his own, but that is the opportunity that Champion was waiting for and he sweeps the standing leg to take Troy down to the ground, in side control. Excellent takedown. Troy covers up to defend against a pair of back-hand blows, and even manages to sneak a knee strike in. Champion hits a big elbow to the ribs, Troy definitely felt that. Champion drives a knee to the near side, then attempts to float-over into a mount. Troy brought his legs in though, and manages to pull guard. Champion will be disappointed with that. He tries to get a big punch in, but Troy defends it well and gets a hold of both arms. The fight grinds to a halt, with Champion unable to generate any attacks, and Troy unwilling to give up a good defensive position. The referee stands them up. Champion will likely be very angry that he didn't make more of that takedown. They exchange half-hearted jabs as the round draws to an end. The 3rd round ends. Blurcat.com sees it 10-9 to Champion. The official result is that all three judges give the match to Pat Troy. [B]Henrik Berg vs. Murray Darby[/B] Round 1 Exchange of punches to start, nothing really hit though. They go into a clinch, and the pace disappears as both fighters try and get the advantage. Eventually the referee separates them. Jab from Darby, who then has to react quickly to avoid a right hook that was aimed right at the chin. Darby puts on a burst of energy and fires off a big sequence of punches, maybe twelve or thirteen in a row, although not many actually connected. Berg covered up well, and gets in a couple of shots of his own before moving out of range again. About thirty seconds pass without any contact, and the crowd become a little restless. Low kick from Berg, almost to the groin, although it didn't look intentional. They come together in a clinch again, and it returns to a stalemate. Not a great round by anyone's standard, but that flurry should mean that Darby will take the round on points. End of the round. Blurcat.com sees it 10-9 to Darby. Round 2 They circle each other. Berg misses with a low kick, and Darby darts in to hit a jab before retreating. They come together and exchange punches, both got a few shots in. Darby is looking much lighter on his feet, and keeps moving in, hitting a few punches, then getting back out of range. Berg is trying to catch him coming in, but doesn't have the timing quite right. It happens again. Darby isn't getting much power on the punches, but he is getting ahead on points. Berg tries to get in close, but Darby is keeping moving, and isn't letting himself get cornered. Berg looks for an opening. Darby gets a solid punch in, catching Berg just above the left eye. Berg finally gets a clinch, forcing Darby up against the ropes, but it's too little, too late as the round ends. End of round 2. Blurcat.com has it down as 10-9 Darby. Round 3 Berg throws the first punch of the round, a high searching jab that didn't carry a great deal of threat with it. Darby throws a one-two combination in return, neither connecting, then steps in and delivers a hard kick to the outside of the thigh. Berg steps back, throwing a right hand as he does to buy himself space. They circle, then move in again to exchange strikes, neither fighter getting a clear advantage. They come together again and the same result. It has become something of a stalemate at the moment. They come together to exchange strikes for the third time, and this time they wind up in a clinch. Darby hits a knee to the ribs. A couple of shots to the back from Berg. They struggle all the way back, with Berg ending up backed up against the ropes. Darby hits another knee, but there wasn't much power behind it. Berg stomps downward onto his foot. Berg manages to reverse their positions, but that only lasts about thirty seconds before it gets reversed once more. Darby gets an arm free and tries to throw a big shot to the cheek, Berg ducks under it and gets the arm back under control. The referee finally breaks them up, and we're back to where we started. Berg tries a high kick to start, but Darby saw it coming and easily avoids it. They come back together in the center, and it's Darby who gets the first sustained attack of the round, hitting two hard body shots and a jab that caught Berg on the nose. Berg hits a straight right, enough to stop Darby from following up any further. The time expires with them standing. Not a great round for either of them or the crowd, it was very scrappy. The round is over. Blurcat.com has it down as 10-9 Darby. The judges' decision is unanimous, they give the victory to Murray Darby. [B]Eric Dartmouth vs. Kingo Watanabe[/B] Round 1 Dartmouth leads with the right hand to set up a low kick, Watanabe deals with it well. They clinch, but only for a few seconds before it gets broken. Both throw stiff jabs at the same time, neither connects properly. Back to the clinch. It has been a disjointed start to the round, the flow hasn't quite developed properly. Watanabe uses a knee to the ribs before backing Dartmouth up against the ropes. Right hand from Dartmouth connects though, that was well timed. Watanabe breaks the clinch and backs off. That was sloppy on his part, Dartmouth was basically gifted a free shot. Three quick jabs from Watanabe sting the gloves, then a crashing hook to the body finds its mark. Good recovery. Dartmouth fires off a low kick again, but it's well wide. Dartmouth gets in close enough to grapple with Watanabe. They struggle, and a wayward right hand from Watanabe gives Dartmouth the opportunity to pick him up onto his shoulder. Dartmouth turns to the center, and with the crowd willing him on, he runs forward and plants Watanabe with a monsterous slam! Watanabe pulls guard, but not before taking a nasty punch to the face. Dartmouth manages to push the guard apart, and leans over Watanabe, trapping one leg underneath his body. Bad position for Watanabe to be in, and Dartmouth now starts throwing big lefts and rights. Watanabe tries to deflect them away but quite a few are hitting home. Watanabe tries to bring his free leg in to add some leverage, but Dartmouth swats it aside and gets the full mount. More punches start raining down, and Watanabe is left just covering up to try and weather the storm. It's no use though, as the barrage of punches without answer convince the referee to call a halt to the action. The official time is 9:38. [B]Francis O'Leary [U](Retirement Match)[/U] vs. Gonzalo Ramos[/B] Round 1 O'Leary steps back, and Ramos comes after him , sensing an opening. O'Leary suddenly puts the brakes on and swings for the fences, driving a right hand to the chin. Ramos couldn't get out of the way in time and takes it full force. He goes down like a puppet with his strings cut, he is out cold. O'Leary goes to follow up to be sure, but the referee cuts him off, calling a halt to the match. The official time of the knock out is 1:16 of round 1. [B][U]Main Card[/U][/B] [B]Ralph Kohl vs. Casim Yenkini[/B][/CENTER] Round 1 Kohl isn't hanging around, right from the start Yenkini is forced onto the back foot by four hard shots, although none of them get through the gloves. Yenkini circles, steps in, then unloads a combination of punches, but Kohl weaves out of the way and scores with a beauty of a right hand, glancing above the right eye. That was some lovely counter punching from Kohl, the timing had to be perfect and it was. Yenkini is looking a bit frustrated, and uncorks a ragged-looking uppercut that missed by several inches. Kohl really should have taken advantage of that mistake, Yenkini was wide open for a moment there. Kohl hits a high kick, catching Yenkini on the shoulder. Jab from Yenkini finds the mark, but it didn't have much power behind it as he was leaning backward too much. Kohl fires off a couple of straight punches in response, but only finds gloves. They clinch, and the fight enters a lull. Yenkini scores with a knee from the clinch, it landed around the hip area of Kohl, who responds with a couple of shots to the ribs. The time runs out with them still clinched though. End of the round. Blurcat.com has it down as 10-9 Kohl. Round 2 The fighters touch gloves, then circle. Kohl throws a low kick, but it was without any conviction, it seemed designed more to keep Yenkini from coming inside. Kohl works an angle, then comes in with a one-two combination, Yenkini responds with a crisp uppercut that wasn't far off from connecting. Kohl backs off slightly, maybe a bit relieved not to have taken that one on the chin. Neither fighter appears to be looking for any sort of takedown or grapple, this is all about the striking. Yenkini circles and throws a series of high jabs, but Kohl blocked them with ease, using the gloves. Kohl fakes a high kick, then storms in with a wild looking right hand and a series of body shots. Yenkini covers up and rides out the storm, clinching to stop any further blows. It was a nice attack from Kohl though, best action of the round. They stay clinched for a while, exchanging occasional punches to the ribs, then are separated by the referee. There's only a few seconds remaining. Kohl throws a leg kick that connects, albeit without too much force, and the round is done. End of the round. Blurcat.com gives that one to Kohl by 10-9. Round 3 Dull first sixty seconds to the round, as neither fighter looks willing to commit much to attack. They're both looking for angles to come in from, but they're constantly countering each other. A crisp jab from Yenkini that almost found its way through the guard is the sole highlight as we reach the minute mark. Kohl glances at the referee, not sure why. Kohl ducks out of the way of a punch, then back steps quickly, just in time to avoid the uppercut that was coming. Better from Yenkini, although no damage has actually been done yet. Yenkini pushes Kohl back against the ropes, and is able to use that as a set up to taking Kohl down the mat, landing in side control. Kohl tries to scramble into a better position, but Yenkini grabs an arm and tries to lock a hold in. Kohl bucks him over, and manages to wind up on top, but Yenkini still has the arm, and now has his legs wrapped around it. Kohl hits a flurry of left hands to the back and thighs of Yenkini, who is almost upside down now. It's no good though, as Kohl cannot get his arm free, and as soon as Yenkini starts to sink the hold in fully, there's no choice but to tap out. Official time of the armbar submission is 2:41 of the third. [CENTER][B]Agustin Gonzalez vs. Darin Blood[/B] Round 1 Gonzalez throws the first punch of the round, a high searching jab that didn't carry a great deal of threat with it. Blood throws a one-two combination in return, neither connecting, then steps in and delivers a hard kick to the outside of the thigh. Gonzalez steps back, throwing a right hand as he does to buy himself space. They circle, then move in again to exchange strikes, neither fighter getting a clear advantage. They come together again and the same result. It has become something of a stalemate at the moment. They come together to exchange strikes for the third time, and this time they wind up in a clinch. Blood hits a knee to the ribs. A couple of shots to the back from Gonzalez. They struggle all the way back, with Gonzalez ending up backed up against the ropes. Blood hits another knee, but there wasn't much power behind it. Gonzalez stomps downward onto his foot. Gonzalez manages to reverse their positions, but that only lasts about thirty seconds before it gets reversed once more. Blood gets an arm free and tries to throw a big shot to the cheek, Gonzalez ducks under it and gets the arm back under control. The referee finally breaks them up, and we're back to where we started. Gonzalez tries a high kick to start, but Blood saw it coming and easily avoids it. They come back together in the center, and it's Blood who gets the first sustained attack of the round, hitting two hard body shots and a jab that caught Gonzalez on the nose. Gonzalez hits a straight right, enough to stop Blood from following up any further. The time expires with them standing. Not a great round for either of them or the crowd, it was very scrappy. That's the end of the round. Blurcat.com scores it 10-9 for Blood. Round 2 Gonzalez starts strong, hitting a nice low kick and following in with a shot to the body. Blood backs off, but just gets pushed up against the ropes. Gonzalez presses the advantage and works a nice hook to the body. Blood responds with an attempted sweep, and when that doesn't work, a punch that lands behind the ear. Gonzalez gets in a low kick as he backs off, and the fight returns towards the center. Gonzalez misses an uppercut and is off balance, which allows Blood to get the takedown. Side mount. Blood is looking for an armbar, but Gonzalez is defending it well. Gonzalez gets a nice elbow in, that caught Blood by surprise. Blood fires off several elbows to the ribs, and Gonzalez is left gasping for air. Those were hard, there's a big red patch where they hit. Blood takes the left arm, Gonzalez couldn't defend it any longer. The armbar is applied, there's no way out. Blood wins by tap out. Official time of the armbar submission is 2:56 of the second. [B]#1 Contender Heavyweight Mugur Boc vs. Stjepan Andric[/B] Round 1 Exchange of punches to start, nothing really hit though. They go into a clinch, and the pace disappears as both fighters try and get the advantage. Eventually the referee separates them. Jab from Boc, who then has to react quickly to avoid a right hook that was aimed right at the chin. Boc puts on a burst of energy and fires off a big sequence of punches, maybe twelve or thirteen in a row, although not many actually connected. Andric covered up well, and gets in a couple of shots of his own before moving out of range again. About thirty seconds pass without any contact, and the crowd become a little restless. Low kick from Andric, almost to the groin, although it didn't look intentional. They come together in a clinch again, and it returns to a stalemate. Not a great round by anyone's standard, but that flurry should mean that Boc will take the round on points. The first round is over. Blurcat.com gives that one to Boc by 10-9. Round 2 The fighters come together right in the center. Andric throws out a jab, but Boc bobs out of the way and uses a right hand to glance a blow off the side of the ribs in response. Boc works an angle and storms in suddenly with three crisp jabs and a looping overhand punch, Andric covered up quickly but at least one of the jabs hit home. Boc is making Andric look sluggish in comparison, such is the speed and crispness with which he is delivering strikes. Andric hits a low kick before back-pedalling to avoid a clubbing blow. Andric narrowly misses a right cross. They meet in the center to exchange a flurry of strikes that gets the crowd on their feet. Boc got slightly the better of it, he definitely snuck through a right hand that rocked Andric slightly. Andric initiates a clinch, and the action grinds to a halt. Andric looks out of ideas, he is being repeatedly lured into these exchange of strikes, but Boc is clearly winning them. Andric needs to find some way to deal with them. Not much time left in this round. The referee separates them. Boc tries a speculative high kick, but Andric saw it coming and was well out of range by the time it came. Andric tries to work an angle, but Boc is having none of it and fires off a straight right hand to keep him from stepping in. Comfortable round for Boc, he will probably be disappointed not to have done more damage given his dominance of the striking in this round. End of the round. Blurcat.com scores it 10-9 for Boc. Round 3 Boc's straight right hand punch finds its mark early, tagging Andric below the right eye, leaving a mark. Andric throws a couple of strikes in return, but can't find a way past the gloves. Boc keeps Andric off balance by switching between looping punches, low kicks, and plenty of jabs. Andric can't work an angle under the barrage, and backs off. Boc tries to press the advantage, but Andric is quick to clinch up. Andric goes for a trip but Boc kicks it away. Andric drops down and tries for a single leg, but Boc bends down and blocks it. There's an awkward moment as neither can do a great deal. Andric eventually releases the leg and gets back into the clinch. Boc hits a knee, and they part. Andric throws a nice kick. Boc gets in close enough to hit a kick to the body, then darts back out of range. He repeats the trick, this time replacing the kick with a hard right hand. It appears that he is using 'hit and run' tactics, and Andric isn't coping with it yet. Boc goes for it again, and this time almost gets taken down as Andric times it well and shoots in. Boc sprawls to block the first attempt, then scrabbles free on the second push, getting out from the side. Andric was very close then. Boc keeps Andric back, throwing kicks. The action unfortunately peters out, with Andric unable to get in close enough to go for a takedown, Boc unwilling to risk the takedown by coming in and throwing strikes. The time eventually runs out on the round. The round is over. Blurcat.com sees it 10-9 to Boc. Mugur Boc wins the match, getting votes from all three judges. [B][U]SIGMA Middleweight Championship [/U]Bixente Fontaine vs. Wayne McKellen[/B][/CENTER] Round 1 Fontaine starts tentatively, and scores with a few sharp leg kicks. A straight left connects, and McKellen is forced backward to avoid an uppercut. Good start from Fontaine. McKellen tries to come inside, but eats a kick to the thigh. They clinch briefly, but it goes nowhere. Looping right hand from McKellen, but it only caught Fontaine on the shoulder. Another kick connects from Fontaine, and that sets up a nice combination to the body. The accuracy of his kicks has been excellent so far, and is keeping McKellen from doing very much. A looping left from McKellen, but it's wide of the mark. Right hand from McKellen, that one definitely registered, but I don't think it had much power behind it. The time ticks away without anything further of interest happening. That's the end of the round. Blurcat.com sees it 10-9 to Fontaine. Round 2 The round starts. They touch gloves. McKellen throws a rapid-fire series of punches, forcing Fontaine to back off. Fontaine throws a nice kick that thumps into the rib cage. Another kick is thrown, this time aimed at the head, but McKellen sees it coming and steps back. Fontaine advances and they meet in the center. McKellen ducks a right hand, scores with a left to the gut. Fontaine throws a one-two combination, neither connecting, but it does allow him to follow up with a stinging kick to the ribs. A big red mark has appeared there. McKellen bursts forward and goes for a big swing, Fontaine ducks under it, hits a right to the chest, then unloads another kick. This one hits the thigh, causing McKellen to noticeably wince. It may have caught the very top of the knee judging from the replays. McKellen tries to come in to get a measure of revenge, but is met with some low kicks that make sure that he can't get close enough to throw any bombs. Fontaine's impressively sharp kicking game is hurting McKellen and allowing him to take firm control of this round. There's not much time left, and McKellen is going to have to do something special to win this round now. He doesn't, as time expires without anything interesting happening. The second round is over. Blurcat.com scores it 10-9 for Fontaine. Round 3 Fontaine isn't hanging around, right from the start McKellen is forced onto the back foot by four hard shots, although none of them get through the gloves. McKellen circles, steps in, then unloads a combination of punches, but Fontaine weaves out of the way and scores with a beauty of a right hand, glancing above the right eye. That was some lovely counter punching from Fontaine, the timing had to be perfect and it was. McKellen is looking a bit frustrated, and uncorks a ragged-looking uppercut that missed by several inches. Fontaine really should have taken advantage of that mistake, McKellen was wide open for a moment there. Fontaine hits a high kick, catching McKellen on the shoulder. Jab from McKellen finds the mark, but it didn't have much power behind it as he was leaning backward too much. Fontaine fires off a couple of straight punches in response, but only finds gloves. They clinch, and the fight enters a lull. McKellen scores with a knee from the clinch, it landed around the hip area of Fontaine, who responds with a couple of shots to the ribs. The time runs out with them still clinched though. That's the end of the round. Blurcat.com has it down as 10-9 Fontaine. Round 4 They circle to start, both throwing a few tentative jabs. An uppercut misses its mark from McKellen, providing the first moment of real action. Fontaine hits a nice combination of body shots to set up a big right hook, but McKellen side-stepped to safety. A few punches get thrown, but there's a lack of real action to talk about. Fontaine is being slightly the more aggressive, but neither fighter is really going for it. They come together again and exchange punches, but no big shots get through, and they end up clinched for a while. The referee separates them, but the time is ticking away and the round comes to an end. The round is over. Blurcat.com scores it 10-9 for Fontaine. Round 5 Not the most interesting of starts to the round, it's mainly a lot of circling. The referee apparently gets bored, as he tells them to get on with it and fight. McKellen complies, firing off a dangerous right cross, narrowly missing. Fontaine throws a couple of stiff jabs, but they only find gloves. McKellen fakes left, then comes in from the right, hitting a nice body blow. Fontaine steps forward and unleashes a big kick, thundering it into McKellen's ribs. He felt that one for sure. Fontaine follows up by hitting a right hand too. McKellen finds himself backed up against the ropes. Fontaine advances, and throws a scythe-like kick to the legs. McKellen can't get out of the way, and almost gets felled by the impact. Fontaine steps in and scores with a high head kick. McKellen partially blocked it with his hands, which was probably the only thing stopping it from being a knock out blow. McKellen gets a right hand jab out in response, then pulls Fontaine into a clinch. Knee strike from Fontaine. They break. McKellen still looks hurt from that first kick. Fontaine gets in close and gives a receipt for that earlier body blow, nailing a right hand to the gut. McKellen hits a jab to the cheek in response, then clinches again. Time runs down, the round will end before anything more can happen. Fontaine has used those powerful kicks to dominate this round. End of the round. Blurcat.com has it down as 10-9 Fontaine. The official result is that all three judges give the match to Bixente Fontaine. Bixente Fontaine successfully retains the SIGMA Middleweight title. [CENTER][B][U]SIGMA Flyweight Championship [/U]Luke Hilton vs. Nicholas Bretton[/B][/CENTER] Round 1 Bretton starts the round like a house on fire, hitting three quick jabs and a vicious right hook. Hilton covered up well, but at least one of the jabs got through and landed above the left eye. Hilton backs up to buy some time, but Bretton keeps coming and lands a right hand to the body. Hilton scores with a jab in return, then goes with a kick to the waist. Bretton catches the leg though and quickly rushes forward with a takedown. Hilton pulls guard. Bretton passes guard and gets into side control, but it's an awkward position; Hilton has the entire right hand side of his body up against the ropes, and both his legs wrapped around Bretton's left arm. Bretton's attacking options are fairly limited. He uses a couple of back fists to strike away at the face, but Hilton covers up to defend them. Bretton tries to pin down one of Hilton's arms and bring his legs around to trap them fully, but Hilton uses his free arm to stop that from happening. The ground battle enters a stalemate, as Bretton finds himself unable to do any real damage other than occasional strikes, which he doesn't have the leverage to get much power behind, with virtually no chance of gaining a submission thanks to his left arm being trapped. The referee eventually stands them up, and the time expires before anything interesting can happen with them standing. The first round is over. Blurcat.com sees it 10-9 to Bretton. Round 2 Quick start to the round from Hilton, he comes storming in with a flurry of jabs. Bretton defends it well, parrying them away. Nice straight right from Bretton connects. Hilton gets in close and hits a pair of nice body shots, then they clinch up. Hilton pushes Bretton back against the ropes and goes for a trip, but Bretton blocks it. Bretton suddenly pushes forward off the ropes and uses the momentum to take Hilton down to the ground, into guard. Bretton passes guard and gets into side control, but it's an awkward position; Hilton has the entire right hand side of his body up against the ropes, and both his legs wrapped around Bretton's left arm. Bretton's attacking options are fairly limited. He uses a couple of back fists to strike away at the face, but Hilton covers up to defend them. Bretton tries to pin down one of Hilton's arms and bring his legs around to trap them fully, but Hilton uses his free arm to stop that from happening. The ground battle enters a stalemate, as Bretton finds himself unable to do any real damage other than occasional strikes, which he doesn't have the leverage to get much power behind, with virtually no chance of gaining a submission thanks to his left arm being trapped. The referee eventually stands them up, and the time expires before anything interesting can happen with them standing. End of the round. Blurcat.com sees it 10-9 to Bretton. Round 3 Hilton starts brightly by throwing some looping punches. Defended well by Bretton. They circle, throwing tentative jabs. Bretton goes for a single leg and puts Hilton on the floor, but he is up very quickly, preventing Bretton from getting on top. Hilton definitely seems to want to keep this standing. Bretton hits a nice jab, avoids a counter left hook, then comes in low and takes down Hilton again. This time Hilton isn't able to get up, and has to pull guard. Times ticking away though, Bretton will have to hurry to finish. He goes for an armbar, but Hilton defends. Bretton tries to slip past to get side control, but Hilton just about manages to keep guard. A second attempt works though, and Bretton has the side. Two big elbows land, and Hilton seems in trouble. Bretton goes for the kimura, but can't quite get it. The time expires before he can try again, and the referee separates them. End of the round. Blurcat.com gives that one to Bretton by 10-9. Round 4 Bretton starts the round by throwing some low kicks. Hilton checks them, then comes in and clearly wants to trade punches. Bretton doesn't seem too bothered by that, and they enter into the first exchange of punches of the round. Difficult to say who came out on top, neither of them did a great deal of damage, most of the shots hit the opponent's gloves. Bretton cleverly head-fakes, allowing him the time and angle that he needed to catch Hilton with a beauty of a right hook. Hilton stumbles backward, but doesn't go down. Bretton presses the advantage by following in with a kick, then a right hand. Hilton clinches. They remain clinched for a while. Hilton scores with a nice knee, it appeared to catch Bretton in the gut. Bretton uses a single leg trip and takes the fight to the ground. Bretton gets to side control upon impact, and immediately goes for an armbar. Hilton reacts quickly, but is in real danger. Bretton has his left arm straightened out, fortunately Hilton has managed to roll and get a good position that is stopping Bretton from getting the leverage needed to apply an armlock. Bretton tries to step over and fully apply it, but Hilton breaks free and gets him to back off with a couple of up-kicks. Bretton steps back and motions for him to stand up. They go back to circling in the center. Hilton hits a nice right hand, but takes one back too. The time runs down; Bretton will probably get that round on points, he hit the best punch of the round, and got the only takedown, plus was the one who was working toward a submission. The round ends. Blurcat.com scores it 10-9 for Bretton. Round 5 Hilton is the first to score a meaningful blow, tagging Bretton with a jab to the cheek. Bretton uses a nice straight left to return fire. Hilton comes in to work the body, but Bretton saw it coming and uses a quick takedown to put Hilton onto the floor, falling into guard. Bretton tries to grab an arm to work a submission, but Hilton is defending it well by using short, sharp strikes to keep him back. Bretton tries to pass the guard, but has no luck. A punch from Bretton connects, but there was no real power behind it. Bretton fakes Hilton out cleverly, and slips to a half mount. Hilton manages to hit a firm elbow, then is forced to defend the full mount attempt. Bretton switches tactics and tries to work a kimura on the other arm, but Hilton blocks it, squirms his leg free, and secures the guard again. Bretton looks frustrated at losing the half mount after having worked so hard to get it in the first place. Hilton is liable to lose the round on points, but he has done a fine job of defending the submissions attempts so far. Bretton tries to secure a leglock, but the guard is tight and Hilton is safe. The round ends. Blurcat.com scores it 10-9 for Bretton. All three judges give the win to Nicholas Bretton. Nicholas Bretton wins the SIGMA Flyweight title. [CENTER][B][U]Recap[/U][/B][/CENTER]