Pryce can't miss with the jab, largely because Rabchenko can't be ****ed to even try blocking or slipping it. The Belarusian has a reliable gas tank at the very least, still mugging himself an inside path and clubbing away nonstop here in the 10th. Ooh, that boy throws nasty right and left uppercuts. Much nicer than his attempts at "straight" shots. Pryce is the smoother boxer. The jab is setting up some really pretty counter right crosses for him, actually backing Sergey up and making him question his resolve to come back.
Has Pryce been training in Maccy D's again? Work-rate has been shocking. Seems content to last the distance and not risk emptying whatever is left in that tank.
Rabchenko is a diligent laborer, but winning in ugly fashion. Lots of what Watt would call arrrrrm punches, although he's clearly heavy handed enough that even those require Pryce to stay sharp defensively. Damn, more nice quick counter rights from Bradley. Looping them around the side now. Left/cross combo. Rabchenko is getting thumped on. Pryce doesn't press the attack, though. He's got Rabchenko frozen in place and is just hitting him once or twice every ten seconds, just watching him in between. WTF Pryce? :blood Pot shotting jabs and circling away now. He had Rabchenko petrified there. Boom, another right. Again, Pryce doesn't follow up but for one half-assed flurry. Rabchenko doesn't know how to clinch strategically nor "ride the bike". He just keeps getting hit. Definite Pryce round, the 11th.
Matthew Hall would muller this clown. Pryce did alright but just didn't have enough gas to press home any advantage in a particular round. 116-112 for me.
Final frame. They hug. It's a bit more appropriate here than in Pacquiao-Mosley. These guys have actually been whacking each other. Rabchenko is putting his stamp on it, clubbing away and bringing the bustle. Pryce is still showing off his defensive skills, for what it's worth. Landing extraordinarily sharp counter rights, but completely wasted on low volume. A bit of combination punching now, not too much. Back to shelling up as Rabchenko lets his slaps fly. Wow, Rabchenko doesn't even seem to have faith in his shots landing, throwing a hook and then yanking his arm back halfway to target to reset and throw it again. Just flailing, really. Sadly, that untidy work has to be scored over the next to nothing Pryce has done outside a few nice counter rights (not even a jab present).