Logan grunted, the blow clacking his teeth together. He grabbed the pipe and wrenched it out of her hand. He knew he was slow, he knew he was heavy, and she was going to dodge just about everything he could throw at her----so instead, he tackled her, slamming his full weight onto her as he brought her to the ground. On pavement? It would probably hurt. A lot.
And he could keep her pinned using the weight of an adamantium-grafted skeleton. Trouble was, now he was close up against her naked body, trying to keep her down, and it was more like a sex game than anything else.
This would have been a good time for an inappropriate quip, but Logan didn't do quips.