Classic American West Coast Boxing

[Expug]

I left that out of the story Frank,but that was the road that went to his camp. So you rode Harley's. I never got past a Norton Atlas.

I have an old Harley Shovlehead.
Havent rode in awhile though.
Its a 72 Superglide and its a kickstart.
The thing about them kickstarts is when you role out of the bar and fifty people are watching. If ya start it on the first kick your a freakin hero.
After ten or twelve and ya still aint started it ,your catchin abuse and your buddies are leavin you behind.

Hey Pug,I know what you mean. A Norton Atlas doesn't always co operate.
I tore the cartilage in my knee from playing football. The other knee I tore up trying to start that motorcycle. Dagos

They are damn tempermental arent they?

[Expug]

Thats my last Harley I had, the one with the saddle bags, on the left is a friend of my brother's, Art and his wife, whom's name I can't remember, the other dude is me.

Very nice Frank.

[kikibalt]

OK here's one that has always made me wonder. The old fights in Vernon, California. Is that in the Watts area now,or somewhere else?

Diego dude,

Vernon is southwest of Boyle Height (E.L.A), the fights there were way before I was even born.

[kikibalt]

Thats my last Harley I had, the one with the saddle bags, on the left is a friend of my brother's, Art and his wife, whom's name I can't remember, the other dude is me.

Very nice Frank.

Thank you pug.

[kikibalt]

As I rode my Harley throught Ramona one time back in the 1980's I saw a road named after Archie Moore.

I left that out of the story Frank,but that was the road that went to his camp. So you rode Harley's. I never got past a Norton Atlas.

I have an old Harley Shovlehead.
Havent rode in awhile though.
Its a 72 Superglide and its a kickstart.
The thing about them kickstarts is when you role out of the bar and fifty people are watching. If ya start it on the first kick your a freakin hero.
After ten or twelve and ya still aint started it ,your catchin abuse and your buddies are leavin you behind.

I had a 1983 shovehead (Low Rider) one of the first ones with the rear belt, loved that bike.

[dagosd2000]

As I rode my Harley throught Ramona one time back in the 1980's I saw a road named after Archie Moore.

I left that out of the story Frank,but that was the road that went to his camp. So you rode Harley's. I never got past a Norton Atlas.

Started riding in 1952 and was never without a Harley until 2002 when I got sick and couldn't ride no more, so I sold the one I had at the time, I used to go to the T.J toy run for years

Hey Frank that was good that you made those runs. I remember years ago there was some real bad flooding in TJ. The town was practically under water. One colonia in particular,El Florido. Many Americans were going down to the border with food ,clothing,and medical supplies. But when you got to the border,the Mexican cops would direct you over to these huge semi rigs and say"Just put the stuff in there"

Well I just didn't fall out of a tree. I knew what those a-- h----. were doing. They'd sort the stuff out and take it home, or give it to their girlfriends. No way Jose. So I started a collection at my school and everyone came across big. I loaded up my van. I had so much stuff I had to take out the back seats. I get to the border and this big cop says,"Just put the stuff in there."
I used to work at this mucky muck private school that was owned by the guy that owns the "Cali Max" stores.(biggest super market chain in Baja). The guy's name was Jose Fimbres. So I tell Joe Friday if he tries to shake me down I'm going to tell my pal Jose. So he lets me through.

I'm driving through town and I'm telling you the place looked awfull. Houses under water,people wandering around with lost looks on their faces. I gave half the stuff away before I even got to El Florido. But I finally get there. There's a school that's like a distribution center,so I pull in. Sure enough you'd think those cops would let up,but it's "negativo" There's about a half dozen of them in the yard and they're tellin' me"Put the stuff in there" as there pointing to this pick up truck.

I see a bunch of destitute people along a wall. They're wet and muddy. I look at one of the cops and I'm getting my Dago blood goin'. "See those people over there?",I said pointing to those poor souls. "I'm taking each one of these bags and giving it them"

The cop is looking at me and figures it ain't worth the trouble "Asi es"
So I hand delivered the goods to those needy poor people.

Hey Frank,there's this woman standing there with two little kids. They're all wet. They've got to be freezing. The woman,who wasn't that old, pulls out a purple sweater and holds it up in front of her chest. She's all covered with grime and her hair is matted with mud. She looks at me with a little smile. Her head is tilted slightly,her eyes looking at mine.
"Que bonita"(how pretty)she said. Her voice sinking at the end. She was looking at me with her head still at a tilt with that little smile on her face still holding the sweater in front of her. She was the most beautifull woman I'd ever seen in my life.

[kikibalt]

Jerry Quarry & Jimmy Ellis

[kikibalt]

Ken Norton & trainer Bill Slayton

[Expug]

I left that out of the story Frank,but that was the road that went to his camp. So you rode Harley's. I never got past a Norton Atlas.

Started riding in 1952 and was never without a Harley until 2002 when I got sick and couldn't ride no more, so I sold the one I had at the time, I used to go to the T.J toy run for years

Hey Frank that was good that you made those runs. I remember years ago there was some real bad flooding in TJ. The town was practically under water. One colonia in particular,El Florido. Many Americans were going down to the border with food ,clothing,and medical supplies. But when you got to the border,the Mexican cops would direct you over to these huge semi rigs and say"Just put the stuff in there"

Well I just didn't fall out of a tree. I knew what those a-- h----. were doing. They'd sort the stuff out and take it home, or give it to their girlfriends. No way Jose. So I started a collection at my school and everyone came across big. I loaded up my van. I had so much stuff I had to take out the back seats. I get to the border and this big cop says,"Just put the stuff in there."
I used to work at this mucky muck private school that was owned by the guy that owns the "Cali Max" stores.(biggest super market chain in Baja). The guy's name was Jose Fimbres. So I tell Joe Friday if he tries to shake me down I'm going to tell my pal Jose. So he lets me through.

I'm driving through town and I'm telling you the place looked awfull. Houses under water,people wandering around with lost looks on their faces. I gave half the stuff away before I even got to El Florido. But I finally get there. There's a school that's like a distribution center,so I pull in. Sure enough you'd think those cops would let up,but it's "negativo" There's about a half dozen of them in the yard and they're tellin' me"Put the stuff in there" as there pointing to this pick up truck.

I see a bunch of destitute people along a wall. They're wet and muddy. I look at one of the cops and I'm getting my Dago blood goin'. "See those people over there?",I said pointing to those poor souls. "I'm taking each one of these bags and giving it them"

The cop is looking at me and figures it ain't worth the trouble "Asi es"
So I hand delivered the goods to those needy poor people.

Hey Frank,there's this woman standing there with two little kids. They're all wet. They've got to be freezing. The woman,who wasn't that old, pulls out a purple sweater and holds it up in front of her chest. She's all covered with grime and her hair is matted with mud. She looks at me with a little smile. Her head is tilted slightly,her eyes looking at mine.
"Que bonita"(how pretty)she said. Her voice sinking at the end. She was looking at me with her head still at a tilt with that little smile on her face still holding the sweater in front of her. She was the most beautifull woman I'd ever seen in my life.

Great story.
Your a good man Dagos.

[dagosd2000]

Started riding in 1952 and was never without a Harley until 2002 when I got sick and couldn't ride no more, so I sold the one I had at the time, I used to go to the T.J toy run for years

Hey Frank that was good that you made those runs. I remember years ago there was some real bad flooding in TJ. The town was practically under water. One colonia in particular,El Florido. Many Americans were going down to the border with food ,clothing,and medical supplies. But when you got to the border,the Mexican cops would direct you over to these huge semi rigs and say"Just put the stuff in there"

Well I just didn't fall out of a tree. I knew what those a-- h----. were doing. They'd sort the stuff out and take it home, or give it to their girlfriends. No way Jose. So I started a collection at my school and everyone came across big. I loaded up my van. I had so much stuff I had to take out the back seats. I get to the border and this big cop says,"Just put the stuff in there."
I used to work at this mucky muck private school that was owned by the guy that owns the "Cali Max" stores.(biggest super market chain in Baja). The guy's name was Jose Fimbres. So I tell Joe Friday if he tries to shake me down I'm going to tell my pal Jose. So he lets me through.

I'm driving through town and I'm telling you the place looked awfull. Houses under water,people wandering around with lost looks on their faces. I gave half the stuff away before I even got to El Florido. But I finally get there. There's a school that's like a distribution center,so I pull in. Sure enough you'd think those cops would let up,but it's "negativo" There's about a half dozen of them in the yard and they're tellin' me"Put the stuff in there" as there pointing to this pick up truck.

I see a bunch of destitute people along a wall. They're wet and muddy. I look at one of the cops and I'm getting my Dago blood goin'. "See those people over there?",I said pointing to those poor souls. "I'm taking each one of these bags and giving it them"

The cop is looking at me and figures it ain't worth the trouble "Asi es"
So I hand delivered the goods to those needy poor people.

Hey Frank,there's this woman standing there with two little kids. They're all wet. They've got to be freezing. The woman,who wasn't that old, pulls out a purple sweater and holds it up in front of her chest. She's all covered with grime and her hair is matted with mud. She looks at me with a little smile. Her head is tilted slightly,her eyes looking at mine.
"Que bonita"(how pretty)she said. Her voice sinking at the end. She was looking at me with her head still at a tilt with that little smile on her face still holding the sweater in front of her. She was the most beautifull woman I'd ever seen in my life.

Great story.
Your a good man Dagos.

I have to work on it. It's not in my nature like a lot of guys I've met in life.

[kikibalt]

I left that out of the story Frank,but that was the road that went to his camp. So you rode Harley's. I never got past a Norton Atlas.

Started riding in 1952 and was never without a Harley until 2002 when I got sick and couldn't ride no more, so I sold the one I had at the time, I used to go to the T.J toy run for years

Hey Frank that was good that you made those runs. I remember years ago there was some real bad flooding in TJ. The town was practically under water. One colonia in particular,El Florido. Many Americans were going down to the border with food ,clothing,and medical supplies. But when you got to the border,the Mexican cops would direct you over to these huge semi rigs and say"Just put the stuff in there"

Well I just didn't fall out of a tree. I knew what those a-- h----. were doing. They'd sort the stuff out and take it home, or give it to their girlfriends. No way Jose. So I started a collection at my school and everyone came across big. I loaded up my van. I had so much stuff I had to take out the back seats. I get to the border and this big cop says,"Just put the stuff in there."
I used to work at this mucky muck private school that was owned by the guy that owns the "Cali Max" stores.(biggest super market chain in Baja). The guy's name was Jose Fimbres. So I tell Joe Friday if he tries to shake me down I'm going to tell my pal Jose. So he lets me through.

I'm driving through town and I'm telling you the place looked awfull. Houses under water,people wandering around with lost looks on their faces. I gave half the stuff away before I even got to El Florido. But I finally get there. There's a school that's like a distribution center,so I pull in. Sure enough you'd think those cops would let up,but it's "negativo" There's about a half dozen of them in the yard and they're tellin' me"Put the stuff in there" as there pointing to this pick up truck.

I see a bunch of destitute people along a wall. They're wet and muddy. I look at one of the cops and I'm getting my Dago blood goin'. "See those people over there?",I said pointing to those poor souls. "I'm taking each one of these bags and giving it them"

The cop is looking at me and figures it ain't worth the trouble "Asi es"
So I hand delivered the goods to those needy poor people.

Hey Frank,there's this woman standing there with two little kids. They're all wet. They've got to be freezing. The woman,who wasn't that old, pulls out a purple sweater and holds it up in front of her chest. She's all covered with grime and her hair is matted with mud. She looks at me with a little smile. Her head is tilted slightly,her eyes looking at mine.
"Que bonita"(how pretty)she said. Her voice sinking at the end. She was looking at me with her head still at a tilt with that little smile on her face still holding the sweater in front of her. She was the most beautifull woman I'd ever seen in my life.

diego dude, I'm proud of you, proud to call you my friend.


It late for me, so good nite all.

[dagosd2000]

Tambien yo

[Expug]

Ken Norton & trainer Bill Slayton

I was reading where Slayton said that Kenny would get his ass kicked in sparring.
He wasnt a good gym fighter.
Some guys just arent.
So Slayton would throw a Lightheavyweight later a heavy named Eddie Jones in with him to box the last few rounds and Kenny could always put it on Jones.
That way Kenny would leave the gym feeling like the workout went ok.
Slayton said he needed to use alot of psychology like that with Kenny.

[Expug]

Hey Frank that was good that you made those runs. I remember years ago there was some real bad flooding in TJ. The town was practically under water. One colonia in particular,El Florido. Many Americans were going down to the border with food ,clothing,and medical supplies. But when you got to the border,the Mexican cops would direct you over to these huge semi rigs and say"Just put the stuff in there"

Well I just didn't fall out of a tree. I knew what those a-- h----. were doing. They'd sort the stuff out and take it home, or give it to their girlfriends. No way Jose. So I started a collection at my school and everyone came across big. I loaded up my van. I had so much stuff I had to take out the back seats. I get to the border and this big cop says,"Just put the stuff in there."
I used to work at this mucky muck private school that was owned by the guy that owns the "Cali Max" stores.(biggest super market chain in Baja). The guy's name was Jose Fimbres. So I tell Joe Friday if he tries to shake me down I'm going to tell my pal Jose. So he lets me through.

I'm driving through town and I'm telling you the place looked awfull. Houses under water,people wandering around with lost looks on their faces. I gave half the stuff away before I even got to El Florido. But I finally get there. There's a school that's like a distribution center,so I pull in. Sure enough you'd think those cops would let up,but it's "negativo" There's about a half dozen of them in the yard and they're tellin' me"Put the stuff in there" as there pointing to this pick up truck.

I see a bunch of destitute people along a wall. They're wet and muddy. I look at one of the cops and I'm getting my Dago blood goin'. "See those people over there?",I said pointing to those poor souls. "I'm taking each one of these bags and giving it them"

The cop is looking at me and figures it ain't worth the trouble "Asi es"
So I hand delivered the goods to those needy poor people.

Hey Frank,there's this woman standing there with two little kids. They're all wet. They've got to be freezing. The woman,who wasn't that old, pulls out a purple sweater and holds it up in front of her chest. She's all covered with grime and her hair is matted with mud. She looks at me with a little smile. Her head is tilted slightly,her eyes looking at mine.
"Que bonita"(how pretty)she said. Her voice sinking at the end. She was looking at me with her head still at a tilt with that little smile on her face still holding the sweater in front of her. She was the most beautifull woman I'd ever seen in my life.

Great story.
Your a good man Dagos.

I have to work on it. It's not in my nature like a lot of guys I've met in life.

Believe me , I know what you mean.

[elmersalsa]

Ken Norton & trainer Bill Slayton

I was reading where Slayton said that Kenny would get his ass kicked in sparring.
He wasnt a good gym fighter.
Some guys just arent.
So Slayton would throw a Lightheavyweight later a heavy named Eddie Jones in with him to box the last few rounds and Kenny could always put it on Jones.
That way Kenny would leave the gym feeling like the workout went ok.
Slayton said he needed to use alot of psychology like that with Kenny.

Slayton looks a lot like an old Mantequilla Napoles.

[granberry]

Jerry Quarry & Jimmy Ellis

Quarry should never have lost that fight to Ellis.

That was a surprise to me.

Quarry had better equipment than Ellis. He had a better chin, and was a better puncher with either hand.

[granberry]

Ken Norton & trainer Bill Slayton

I was reading where Slayton said that Kenny would get his ass kicked in sparring.
He wasnt a good gym fighter.
Some guys just arent.
So Slayton would throw a Lightheavyweight later a heavy named Eddie Jones in with him to box the last few rounds and Kenny could always put it on Jones.
That way Kenny would leave the gym feeling like the workout went ok.
Slayton said he needed to use alot of psychology like that with Kenny.

I saw Norton work out just before the Jimmy Young-Ali card in Md.

Norton fought Ron Stander on that card.

In his workout, Norton's sparring partner was Bossman Jones.

Norton never impressed me.

He started boxing late, had a weak chin and a weaker midsection.

Since Ali didn't know how to throw a body punch, that was one reason Norton did well against him.

Norton would never have beaten an in shape Quarry.

The Young Norton fight was a "half arranged" fight.

Young was instructed to let it go to a decision.

Notice that Young, who had the best body attack to come along in years, didn't use it against the glass mid sectioned Norton.

Watch Young stagger Norton with a right hand in the 2nd round---the first real punch he threw in the fight.
Then watch Young move away from the stunned Norton like he (Young) was the one who had been hurt.

I was the only one around Philly not in on that garbage before it took place.

[kikibalt]

Tommy Harrison

[kikibalt]

Mando Ramos

[kikibalt]

Billy Peacock (L) vs Nate Brooks

Peacock was a Philly fighter that came to L.A. to make his bones, and he did as he beat most of the L.A. fighter he met.

[kikibalt]

Rodolfo "Gato" Gonzalez (L) vs Jimmy Robertson

[kikibalt]

Diego dude,

In 1995 my brother and 10 of his cop friends (Los Angeles County deputy sheriffs) came down to our house in San Diego so we could all go to the Tijuana toy run, we did and after the toys were handed out we decide to take the back road to Tecate, as we get into Tecate a local m/c cop pull us over and ask us "What're you guys doing?" all in Spanish of course, we told him that "we're looking for a bar" so he tells us "if its a bar you're looking for, follow me" so here we go following a Tecate m/c cop red light and all down the main street, he takes us down an alley to a nice restaurant/bar, the entrance was actually in the alley, once we park the Harleys we invited the Tecate cop in for a drink, he said he couldn't because he was on duty, so we ask him if he could keep an eye on our bikes, he said yes, so all 12 of us gave him 5 bucks each, we eat and drank and two hours later we walk out and he is still there with our bikes, I turn around and told my brother, "Now thats a nice cop, not like you guys"

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quote]

The Young Norton fight was a "half arranged" fight.

Young was instructed to let it go to a decision.

Notice that Young, who had the best body attack to come along in years, didn't use it against the glass mid sectioned Norton.

Watch Young stagger Norton with a right hand in the 2nd round---the first real punch he threw in the fight.
Then watch Young move away from the stunned Norton like he (Young) was the one who had been hurt.

I was the only one around Philly not in on that garbage before it took place.[/quote]

Granberry, although I was no big fan of Norton, he had the style which always made for a hard fight on a boxer. It was the bangers who Norton could never get past. But Ali, Young, Holmes, all who had similar styles, he gave them a run for their money and down to the wire. Foreman, Cooney, Shavers meanwhile, all blew past him. A younger Quarry would have as well, like he always did in sparring. His jaw let him down against the big hitters. But I didn't see a conspiracy there with Jimmy Young, just a hard fight with a blend of styles which made it razor close. Incidentally, I thought Young won, but it was so close I wasn't going to gripe about it.

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[granberry]

Billy Peacock---

another fighter who hit his stride after having his first 20 fights.

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Rodolfo "Gato" Gonzalez (L) vs Ruben Navarro

Frank, I think that's actually Jimmy Robertson against El Gato. BTW, is Robertson still living on the coast?

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