Actress "Slays" My Streetfighting Gal

by T. Trolley

(NOTE: There are portions of truth throughout this story. What is true and what isn't will be left up for the reader to discern.)

In the late 80s, I met Teresa. She was 32, a gorgeous green-eyed brunette from Detroit who was 5-2 and a quarter (she was always insistent about that quarter inch), weighed about 145 lbs. and from the neck down looked just

like Dolly Parton as she was a 40DD.

Early in our relationship, she told me of her physical fighting ability and exploits -- long before I told her what a "turn-on" that kind of thing was for me. She told me she was "strong for a woman" and "loved to rough house."

She also told me she had had lots of fights in her past as she was a former girl streetgang leader. She also had lots of fights against other girls in her school and often went to other schools to look for more girls to fight. She told me she had a very strong back which she uses to her full advantage to add an extra "oomph" to her punches when she fought.

One of the favorite fight stories I heard from her was when she beat the girl streetgang leader to become the head of the gang. She said, while she was in high school, one afternoon she was trying to fix her bike when the leader of the gang came up to her and tried to intimidate her. She was several inches taller than Teresa, but one thing led to another and pretty soon they were on the ground, rolling around, fighting.

She said as the two rolled around, the asphalt they were wrestling on hurt her back. She then got on top of the girl who was three inches taller than her and hit her hard in the head. She said it was like "hitting a watermelon." She won the fight as those watching had to pull her off her.

I'll never forget her saying, "I found out that if you hit somebody in the head, you're liable to hurt your hand a whole lot worse than you hurt the other person. So I always tried to hit them in the sternum. Yeah, I know

it's dangerous. But it's better than breaking your hand."

In addition, she knew a few amateur wrestling moves such as the half nelson and cradles, which she picked up as a cheerleader for her high school boy's wrestling team. In fact, she once claimed claimed that she could get out of

any hold, so I schoolboy pinned her and, after giving me a big smile, began turning her head to the right and digging her teeth into my wrist to escape.

She was streetwise and knew how to take care of herself but was still the ultimate in femininity. She said she had a motto when it came to fighting, which was, "I may be a runt, but by the time I'm done with you you'll know I

was there." She was an avid NRA member and was one of those people who could give a person a glare that, if looks could kill, would have slain the person on the spot.

When I told her about the fact that women fighting was a turn-on for me, we had quite a bit of "fun" with it. She would tell me about the real-life fights she had with other girls and women in detail. During these descriptions, she would often say that she "began to streetfight" them -- which was self explanatory.

She even drew sketches for me depicting herself fighting other women. In two sketches, she had herself in a cheetah costume pinning two other women, putting one in a headlock and also being put in a reverse facelock/choke. Just looking at these sketches showed me that she was definitely a "combative woman" as she knew too much to not have been involved in fighting herself.

She claimed she could even gauge if a woman was a good fighter by looking at her hips. She also could look at a celebrity and tell if she would be a good fighter or not. Marie Osmond, Jill Whelan and Cher -- no. Susan Anton,

Heather Locklear -- yes. She hated Victoria Principal and often talked about fighting her. She would avoid fighting other girls who were four or more inches taller than her. She would watch how they made fists and if they made them with their thumbs tucked inside their fingers, she knew she'd beat them easily because they didn't know what they were doing.

On her own, she even suggested that she fight a match with me in attendance so that she could fulfill my fantasy (what a woman)! She told me her brother-in-law knew George "The Animal" Steele and she actually thought

briefly about seeing if Steele could help her get a wrestling match so I could watch her wrestle/fight. Of course, due to her streetfighting background, she said she preferred a type of competition where she could use

her fists, such as boxing or even streetfighting/UFC type matches.

However, she was a bit worried about what would happen if she was in another real fight. She worried that, if she got hurt, she'd "black out" and "go crazy" against the other woman, possibly hurting her badly. She said this

happened before and wouldn't want to hurt her opponent like that. She told me that, during a fight with two girls and when she came to, both of them were in a corner, cowering. From that day forward, everytime they see her on

the street, they run to the other side.

We didn't know where to start to look for a match for Teresa, so we decided to try the George Steele approach. Teresa's brother-in-law told us he would give him a call and see if he knew where Teresa could go to compete in real wrestling.

The response we got was a shocker. Turned out that at that time Steele's employer was looking to get a certain female celebrity by the name of Heather Locklear involved in a real fight against either Pamela Anderson or Jenny McCarthy during the upcoming annual spring extravaganza. But before they agreed to this, the fderation wanted to see if the "Hooker" star could handle herself in the ring in an actual fight against another woman. So when Teresa's request came in, it got quick approval.

With limited time to train any woman who agreed to this kind of bout, everybody was sure it would become just a catfight brawl. Thus, with Teresa's experience, the WWF wanted to see what would happen if Heather fought Teresa. And there was also a chance that, if Teresa did well, that she would be offered some kind of contract with the WWF as well!

Because neither woman was trained in wrestling, the WWF decided to add some spice to the fight and made it a Bullrope Death Match where the winner had to keep the loser down for a 10-count! The two women agreed to wrestle each other in the Bullrope Death Match in Teresa's hometown of Detroit, Mich., on Thanksgiving Day of 1988!

HEATHER LOCKLEAR (5-4, 115 lbs., 27 years old) VS. TERESA (5-2, 145 lbs., 31 years old) -- BULLROPE DEATH MATCH!

FOUGHT IN HAZEL PARK, MICH. ON THANKSGIVING DAY, 1988!

Teresa, due to her experience in streetfighting as a teen and her aggressive nature, was seemingly tougher and stronger than Heather.

But most thought Heather might just take Teresa because Heather was taller, younger and more agile and athletic than Teresa. I believed that, if Heather could last the first few minutes of the fight and withstand an expected tough initial onslaught by Teresa, Heather's superior stamina could wear Teresa down and set her up for who knows what from Heather! Teresa had 30 lbs. on Heather, but as the match wore on, it was clear that that, combined with a three-packs-a-day cigarette habit could ultimately work against Teresa! Heather's stamina could play a vital role in this match!

The anticipation and tenseness as well as excitement was high for the big match. Both women were nervous as they got in the ring. Teresa wore a red t-shirt, tight jeans and white sneakers while Heather wore a red bikini. Both of them thought they'd be tied together by the rope. But instead, thick ropes about four feet in length were dropped next to them!

The bell rang quickly and the fight was on! The crowd cheered, knowing that one woman would end up taking the fatal Death Count of 10 and be declared "slain" gladiatoress style by her opponent!

A confident Teresa smiled as she bent down and quickly grabbed her rope as her younger opponent fearfully fell to her knees and grasped desperately for her weapon! But the quick-as-a-cat Teresa -- who nicknamed herself "Li'l Cheetah" due to her quickness and animal-like savagery that caused fear to strike deep into the hearts of her opponents -- got behind the kneeling Heather and, before Heather knew what was going on, Teresa had wrapped the rope completely around her frail, skinny neck and was choking Heather!

I cheered along with Teresa's hometown crowd as Heather closed her eyes, sobbed and choked as she desperately grabbed the rope around her throat with both hands while Teresa worked her over from behind! A look of "This will be easy!" was on Teresa's face, giving away her confident innermost thoughts! She then put her foot on

Heather's back and pulled back on the rope with both hands, making Heather's big blue eyes bulge out in shock and pain as she looked at the ref in utter disbelief and fear as Teresa choked away at Heather's scrawny neck without any hesitation or mercy at all, living up to her savage streetfighting and cement jungle roots!

Teresa then pulled Heather to her feet with the rope still around her neck, put her right leg between Heather's legs, and then DROVE her to the mat with a perfect Russian Leg Sweep! "OHHH!" groaned Heather, lying limp on the mat after hitting hard on her back! Then, as a stunned Heather lay on her back, Teresa drove both hands into Heather's unprotected stomach and squeezed her tummy like clay, causing Heather to scream out in pain as the blonde writhed on the mat!

I was now absolutely sure that Teresa, thanks to her tough streetfighting background and superior strength, was only moments away from putting Heather away in ignominious fashion and putting a huge notch in her strap in the form of an easy defeat of Heather Locklear!

Teresa, after reducing Heather to a limp, sobbing crybaby due to her vicious stomach claw, was certain that Heather had had enough and stood up over Heather so the count could begin! Teresa was sure she would have the easy victory as was everybody else -- including me -- since no one believed Heather would even try to get up, certain she was so roughed up by Teresa that she wouldn't even think of continuing!! But at the count of six, Heather

reached out and grabbed Teresa's left ankle from behind and tripped her! At eight, Heather was up on her feet, pulling the rope from her throat as a surprised Teresa, looking up at Heather, tried to get to her feet as the ref began to count Teresa out!

The fact that the ref even began a Death Count on Teresa was a shocker, even though Heather's move was more of a sneaky move than a show of physical dominance. But still, it was astonishing that the ref even began a count on the tough and beautiful streetfigher Teresa!

Heather stumbled back slightly as the shocked Teresa began to scramble to get to her feet to break the count! But now, Heather had the rope that Teresa had used to choke her with! She glared at Teresa as she scrambled to her feet and raced at her as Teresa looked at her and drove a running knee into the front of Teresa's pretty forehead! Teresa fell to her back on the mat, groaning, "OHHH!" in surprise, disbelief and pain!

Heather quickly pulled a dazed Teresa up by the hair and then drove a strong right hand punch DEEP into the soft, unprotected belly of Teresa!

"OHHH!" cried Teresa again, caught off guard! Teresa doubled over and grabbed her tummy! Heather then quickly twirled as she saw Teresa -- now doubled over holding her belly -- was now in range of her feet and kicked Teresa in the side of the head with a perfect savate kick, putting Teresa down on her stomach!

Shockingly, Teresa was hurt! But Heather gave Teresa no time to recover since it was a death match and she wanted to capitalize on her advantage and "slay" the cute but tough streetfighter Teresa -- with her bare hands! Immediately, Heather jumped on top of Teresa's big, strong back, wrapped her hands around Teresa's chin, linked her fingers and pulled up on Teresa's chin! Heather Locklear had Teresa Bennett in a camel clutch!

Heather closed her eyes as she pulled back and listened to the moans and groans of desperation, fear, agony and pain surprisingly coming from Teresa as she stretched the compact body of the Hazel Park Princess, testing the very essence and structure of Teresa's physical makeup! "Ohh ... Ohhh ..." groaned Teresa as though she was being tortured by the little blonde! Now Heather's youth and age advantage over Teresa began to show as Teresa's neck and back were surprisingly stretched by the sinewy muscles of the cute blonde to Teresa's shock and chagrin!

Immediately, the ref got in as close as he could to the trapped and agonizing Teresa, asking her to surrender! He actually got into a conversation with her!

"Do you give up?"

"Ohh! No!"

"Are you sure? She's got you good!"

"No! I won't give!"

"How about now?"

"Ahh ... no!"

Suddenly, Heather released Teresa! Teresa, whose neck and back had been stretched to the limit by Heather, reacted like a rubber band and hit the mat hard, face first!

Heather now reached for the rope she had pulled from her own neck and stood up, hovering over Teresa! Teresa rolled, almost involuntarily, to her back and immediately Heather POUNCED like an animal on her prey, driving the rope deep into the unaware Teresa's throat!

Teresa's legs kicked out in surprise as Heather jammed the bullrope into her throat with all her weight behind it, strangling her! Teresa used all her power to tug at Heather's wrists as she squirmed and fought desperately to

attempt to fend off Heather's strangle hold! But as Heather leaned into the hold as her face contorted in effort, Teresa had no choice but to slowly yield to Heather! Heather now seemed too young and too strong for Teresa!

Heather saw and felt Teresa weakening! She had just about choked Teresa out when suddenly she pulled the rope from Teresa's throat and socked her in the cheek with a right fist! The surprisingly strong punch hit Teresa flush on the cheek, jerking her head! Heather then viciously backhanded Teresa to the other cheek, virtually

knocking Teresa out! Heather stood up with hands raised! She was sure she had beaten up Teresa! Teresa lay flat on the mat with eyes closed, as though she were asleep on the beach! Surely Heather was right!

The count tolled on Teresa! Teresa seemed finished! Her eyes didn't even open until five! It took her two seconds to even focus!

The count was seven and the fans sensed Teresa had been finished off by the catlike power, quickness and stamina of Heather! "She was just too strong for Teresa," a ringsider familiar with Teresa was overheard saying. "Teresa was just plain overmatched. She's not 21 anymore. She's slower, larger and not in fighting condition. Heather is! The queen is dead -- long live the queen!"

But, just as everybody was counting Teresa out, she suddenly gathered her strength and stood at nine to avoid the humiliating defeat! Heather, however, raced at the stunned Teresa and backed her into a corner! She drove the rope into Teresa's throat again while digging her knee into Teresa's groin and stomach several times!

"What a masterpiece of female combat!" remarked another ringsider. "See how she slowly wears down Teresa! It's superb!"

Heather was keeping Teresa in place by digging her knee into her groin, which keeps her in the corner and hurts her as she choked Teresa out with that rope! This makes Teresa want to lower her hands to protect her groin,

but that distraction causes her to lower her arms just a bit and weaken her defense against Heather's attempted choke out!

Of course, Heather was not concentrating on strategy. She was just trying to destroy Teresa! And she was doing an excellent job in front of Teresa's hometown crowd!

Finally, after about five minutes, Heather released the rope from Teresa's soft throat and Teresa fell to the mat face first! Heather stepped back, certain this was it!

But again, the stubborn Teresa got to her feet again, but staggered helplessly back to the corner, not even sure where she was! Heather had really messed Teresa Bennett up! Heather now came at Teresa with her little fists balled!

"I'm gonna knock you out!" Heather growled loudly enough for Teresa to hear and began to hit Teresa! Her punches were surprisingly crisp and effective as they met Teresa's gorgeous eyes, stomach, nose, chin and cheek! Teresa

tried to fend the blows off, but Heather had an angry look on her face as she tried to take the gorgeous brunette out!

If this was a boxing match, it would be called. Teresa was mounting no offense at all and it was just a matter of how long Teresa would stay on her feet!

Finally, Teresa covered her eyes and fell to her knees! She could take no more! The count hit 10! Heather had KOed Teresa Bennett and had "killed" her in a Bullrope Death Match!

I called her the next day and said, "She really beat you up! I'm surprised at how she did you in!" Teresa responded, "I'm not. I told you she'd be tough and she was. I told you about her hips, remember? Well, that little girl really packs a wallop! Besides, she's young and wiry. You have to watch those wiry ones."