Eder Jofre vs. Bernardo Caraballo
1964-11-27 : Eder Jofre 117¾ lbs beat Bernardo Caraballo 117¾ lbs by KO at 2:50 in round 7 of 15
- Location: Plaza de Toros Santamaria, Bogota, Colombia
- Referee: Barney Ross
BOGOTA - World Bantamweight Champion Eder Jofre, Brazil, chalked up his eighth successful defense of his title by knocking out number four ranked Bernardo Caraballo, Colombia, in the 7th round. Jofre is clearly establishing himself as the best fighter, pound for pound, in the ring today. Jofre has scored 47 wins and 3 draws in 50 bouts. Caraballo became the 37th KO victim of Jofre. Caraballo was unbeaten in 43 fights. This was Jofre's first fight in 18 months. Caraballo, a crack combination puncher, could do nothing against Jofre who attacked him from the beginning with long lefts, stinging combinations and stiff right hands. Jofre was well ahead on all scorecards when he finally kayoed Caraballo in the seventh wound. It was his 17th straight knockout.
Greatness in Our Time By Eduardo Moncada
Brilliant world bantamweight champion proves again that even our generation can produce supermen'
BOGOTA, COLUMBIA, Ringside'
The piercing voice of one pecan-complexioned women sitting at ringside cut through the din at Nemesio Camacho Stadium like a surgeon's scalpel.
"Get up honey! Please get up!" screamed Zunilda Caraballo.
Up in the ring her husband, brave Bernardo Caraballo, strove and strained to obey Zunilda's frantic pleas. He never made it. At referee Barney Ross' count of ten, Caraballo's exhausted punch-numbed body was still squatting on the canvas, leaning limply against the ropes.
Moments later, the announcer told Mrs. Caraballo-and 32,000 other heartbroken Columbians that their Bernardo had been knocked out, that Eder Jofre had won in two minutes and 50 seconds of the 7th round and was still the bantamweight champion of the world.
Showing none of the rustiness one would expect of a fighter who hadn't fought in eighteen months, Jofre, 117 3/4, controlled the battle from the opening bell as he jockeyed Caraballo through the first four rounds, testing his speedy foe's reflexes, defenses and power. In these sessions, Eder alternately played the role of hunter and hunted, first spraying Bernardo's face and body with thumping jabs and swooshing digs, then skittering out of range before the Columbian dancing-master could muster a counter attack. Caraballo, also 117 3/4, held his own during these opening twelve minutes with a flashing left jab that reddened Jofre's forehead and nose, adroit footwork and occasional right-hand salvos.
But by the fifth, Jofre had his man sized up, and astute ringsiders could see that the end was only a matter of time. Satisfied that Caraballo couldn't hurt him, the champion stepped up the pace in this round and began pinpointing his punches. A barrage of lefts just before the bell had Bernardo gasping. The storm continued through the sixth and into the seventh as Jofre poured on the coals. Easily riding safely through a volley of desperation rights early in the 7th, Jofre sandbagged his now groggy opponent against the ropes, shot across a blazing left hook to head and followed with two blurring rights that exploded against Caraballo's chin and dropped the stunned hometowner seat-first on the canvas for the fight's first-and-last-knockdown.
Caraballo, beaten for the first time in 41 fights (he's had one draw), joined his countrymen in heartbreak after referee Ross completed the formality of counting him out. "I did my best," he sobbed in his dressing room. "It wasn't enough." With that he tenderly put his arm around his wife and walked out into the night, glumly followed by his manager, Socrates Cruz.
As was to be expected, there was mad jubilation in Jofre's quarters. Said Jofre, whose seventh defense of the 118-pound title brought his win-lose-draw record to 46-0-3 (39 knockouts), "It was an easy fight. I knew I had him when I hurt him with that left hook in the fifth round. I was feeling him out and trying to tire him in the first four rounds. Everything went according to plan. Caraballo is a good fighter, but he has lots to learn."
Besides the thrill of victory, Jofre had another reason to be jubilant. A reason that is spelled D-O-L-L-A-R-S. Guaranteed a tax free $50,000 for the fight, the whooping turnout which tickled the turnstiles to the tune of $200,000 was expected to up his take home bundle to $65,000. Which is plenty for everyone to ne happy about. We?d have been hysterical.