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kikibalt wrote:The 10 Greatest Heavyweight Fights of All Time

By: Monte D. Cox

The heavyweight division attracts more attention than the lower weights and certainly brings its own brand of excitement to ring center. There is nothing quite like the electricity that takes place in an arena when two big named heavyweights meet. The idea of big men going at it in a fight that can end at any moment has no competition in all of sports. Here is my list as a boxing historian of the 10 greatest heavyweight fights of all time based on action, drama, and sustained fighting.

1. Muhammad Ali vs. Joe Frazier 3, Oct 1, 1975 Manila, Phillipines. Result: Ali TKO 14.

A titanic struggle that the Oct 13, 1975 Sports Illustrated called "a drama in 3 acts: 1) Ali 2) Frazier 3) Ali."

Muhammad Ali prevailed in the greatest fight of the greatest heavyweight trilogy of all time. Ali dominated the early rounds with furious jabs and speed of hand and foot. Frazier started "smoking" in the middle rounds and gave Ali such a terrible beating to the body that Ali later said, "it was the closest thing to death" that he ever had experienced. Sports Illustrated reported, "Ali slumped into his corner at the end of the 10th round exhausted and contemplated quitting." The 11th round was no better for the champion. Writer Mark Kram reported, "Ali got trapped in Frazier’s corner and blow after blow bit at his melting face, and specks of spittle flew from his mouth." "Lawd have mercy!", Bundini shrieked as Ali took a terrible beating against the ropes. Ali went to the well and found deep inside himslef, a reservoir of will and determination that allowed him to come back like a true champion. Ali came out of his corner for the 12th and began to turn the fight around. Frazier's eyes began to swell shut from Ali's quick handed straight punching and combinations. By the 13 round Ali was hitting Frazier almost at will. After further punishment in the 14th Frazier's trainer Eddie Futch would not allow Joe to come out for the 15th. Ali had retained his title. This fight proved that Ali was no mere showman or a "fake" as one veteran observor once called him, but that he was indeed an all time great fighter. After the fight Frazier echoed this fact, "Lawdy, Lawdy his a great and mighty champion. I hit him with punches that would have brought down the walls of a city."

2. Jack Dempsey vs Luis Firpo. Sept. 24, 1923 Polo Grounds. Result: Dempsey KO 2.

Eleven knockdowns in 3:57!!!! Few fights could match the drama and excitement of this one. At the opening bell a charging rhino named Luis Firpo rushed at Dempsey with one purpose to pound his man out of the ring! Firpo smashed Dempsey with a powering right to the jaw that buckled the champions knees! Dempsey was stunned and forced to clinch. The champion then retaliated with a flurry of savage blows that dropped Firpo to the canvas. He arose but a classic Dempsey combination -devastating right to the heart and a crushing left hook to the jaw -put Firpo down again. After a third consecutive knockdown Firpo was on his back rolling around and barely beat the count. In a modern ring the fight probabably would have been stoped at this point. Dempsey, a murderous puncher, kept up the assault dropping his man five times by the middle of round one! Suddenly, the "Wild Bull of the Pampas" was back in the fight. A wild, but dangerous roundhouse right found its mark on Dempsey's jaw. Dempsey's touches the canvas for a quick one count. The crowd was on its feet screaming. Firpo moved in to finish the wounded champion, but he left himself open as he did, and Dempsey unleashed a terrific, perhaps desperate, counter shot. Firpo was down again. After the 8th knockdown of Firpo in the opening round Luis rose from the canvas and fired a cannon like right to the jaw that knocked Dempsey clear through the ropes and out of the ring!! Jack landed upon the stunned laps of the ringside reporters who literally shoved him back into the ring. Though still groggy Dempsey floored the bewildered Firpo with a crushing right to the head. Amazingly Firpo rose from the canvas yet again. The bell ended futher assaults by either man. It was the end of the most thrilling round in heavyweight history. As Dempsey recovered between rounds he asked Kearns "what round was I knocked out." Kearns told him, "The fight is still on now get in there." In the second round Firpo again attacked the champion hoping to catch him with another wild swing. This time Dempsey was ready for him. Dempsey bobbed and weaved, slipping and blocking his opponents amateurish punches. Dempsey seizing an opening ripped home a sizzling uppercut that violently snapped Firpos head back. Firpo was down again, blood was spewing from his mouth and he was twitching horrifically on the canvas. Somehow, this courageous challenger once again struggled to his feet. Mercilessly, Jack Dempsey, moved in for the kill. Another pulverizing right lifted the bigger and stronger man off the canvas. Timber! It was all over. Luis Firpo was counted out in the most action packed heavyweight slugfest of all time.

3. Joe Jeannette vs Sam McVey, April 17 1909. Paris, France. Result: Jeannette TKO 49.

Just because the film doesn't exist doesnt mean it wasnt one of the greatest heavyweight fights ever. Jeannette was floored 27 times and McVey 7 times in a fight to the finish! Sam McVey floored Joe Jeannette 21 times in the first 19 rounds. After the 17th round bell Jeanette had to be dragged to his corner. In modern times there is no way such a fight would have been allowed to continue. We would never allow anyone to take that kind of a beating. McVey would have won by devastating TKO and it would have been hailed in heavyweight history as one of the most thorough and viscious one sided beatings ever delivered upon a top fighter. But this was a fight to the finish and until someone quit or was counted out they were allowed to continue. And there was certainly no quit in Joe Jeannette! Displaying heart, will and determination that nearly defies the imagination Jeannette kept getting up and refused to lose. McVey started to tire and slowed down from all the powerful punches he had thrown. In the 39th round Joe sent Sam to the canvas for the first time. McVey, exhausted couldnt answer the bell for the 50th round! Joe Jeannette despite suffering 27 knockdowns in this fight won by TKO!

4. Muhammad Ali vs. Joe Frazier 1. Mar 8, 1971. NY. Result: Frazier W 15.

The most historically signicant of the Ali-Frazier trilogy. The first time 2 undefeated heavyweight champions ever fought for the title. It was billed simply as "The Fight". Ali's legs were not quite the same as the 60's version and he fought more flat-footed but perhaps hit a bit harder too. Ali didn't dance but his punches were fast and accurate and they landed far more frequently than did those of Frazier. Frazier's punches landed with more power as he worked the body consistently, fighting a good fight plan and making Ali pay for his mistakes. Ali's clowning cost him some close rounds but Frazier proved he deserved the decision when in the 11th round he nailed Ali with a tremendous lef hook that Bob waters wrote, had Ali's legs doing the "dance that puppets do when the guy with the strings is drunk." Frazier capped off his career defining performance with a knockdown in the 15th and final round. A crunching left hook thrown with all the power in Joe Fraziers body dropped Ali flat on is back. Ali was down! The cameras flashed a 1,000 times. Joe Frazier had just knocked out Muhammad Ali! Only he didn't. Ali was up at 4. It was the first time Ali ever proved he could take a heavy punch. Frazier was the winner by clear unanimous decision.

5. George Foreman vs. Ron Lyle. Jan 24, 1976. Las Vegas. Result: Foreman KO 5.

A great heavyweight slugfest between two very hard punching heavyweights. Foreman was now the ex-champion having begun a comeback after losing his title to Muhammad Ali. Ron Lyle was a legit heavyweight contender having lost in a title shot to Ali the year before. Shavers was coming off an impressive knockout victory against the also hard hitting top contender Earnie Shavers.

The Forman-Lyle fight was perhaps the greatest heavyweight slugfest of the last half of the 20th century. "The guys were hitting the canvas left and right. It was amazing," noted matchmaker Bruce Trampler. The fireworks started at the end of the first round when Lyle staggers Foreman. Then in the second round Foreman turns the tide hurting Lyle against the ropes. Lyle appeared to be in deep trouble when he is saved by an early bell. The second round was only 2 minutes long. They boxed a bit more in the third although both men landed heavy punches. The explosions began in the viscious fourth round. Lyle knocked Foreman down with a hard right followed by a crushing left-right combination. George gets up immediately. Lyle moves in for the kill only to be greeted by a powering right that smashes Lyle to the canvas. Now Foreman moves in for the finish and pounds Lyle against the ropes. Desperate Lyle fights back and a tremendous left sends Foreman crashing down flat on his face. George said to himself "get up and win" refusing to be defeated. George beats the ten count and is saved by the bell. In the 5th round Foreman is badly staggered by a hard right and a left. An uppercut has Foreman seriously hurt but he comes roaring back with a series of blows that has Lyle badly weakened. Foreman softens Lyle up with a series of stiff jabs and then wails on Lyle who is back against the ropes. Lyle collapses from the onslaught of hard punches and is counted out. It was an all time slugfest that had the crowd screaming on its feet.

6. Rocky Marciano vs. Jersey Joe Walcott. Sept. 23, 1952 Philadelphia. Result: Marciano KO 13

The challenger Marciano was actually the favorite to defeat the aged heavyweight champion Jersey Joe Walcott going into this fight. Walcott suprised onlookers by outboxing and outpunching Marciano and sending the younger and hungrier challenger to the canvas in the first. Marciano started coming on in the 3rd and the fight became a war of atttrition. Walcott, fighting back, regained the initiative by the 7th. Walcott won the next rounds. The 10th according to AJ Liebling, "Was the hardest fought of all." In the 11th Walcott had one of his best rounds visibly hurting Marciano with a body shot. Walcott won the 12th as well. Walcott was ahead on the scorecards and under modern rules would have retained his title by a 12 round split decision. This fight is a good case for bringing back 15 round championship fights. The title changed hands in the in fateful 13th when Marciano landed the perfect right hand punch that won the title at :43 seconds of the round. One might argue Marciano might have tried to land his right sooner but it is not certain that he would have. Walcott boxed a marvelous fight until he was caught in the 13th. Rocky Marciano became a legend thanks to "the championship rounds."

7. Joe Louis vs. Billy Conn. June 18, 1941. New York. Result: Louis KO 13.

Billy Conn is a fighter who is vastly under-rated today. He was an exceptionally gifted light-heavyweight champion before he challenged the great Joe Louis for the biggest prize in sports. Conn defeated 3 former world champions by the time he was 19. Conn never lost a light-heavyweight championship fight. Bert Sugar noted that Billy was "Never fed a schedule of stiffs, Conn took them all on, beating them with his speed of foot, his agility of hand and the balls of a cat burglar." The qualities that Conn carried into the ring against Louis, according to Sugar were, "his consummate boxing skill, his flashy left hand the center piece, (that) made him a lineal descendant of Gentleman Jim Corbett, the first of the great scientific boxers" and a great defense, "Conn could block punches with his arms, elbows and gloves, and further nullify his opponent's punches by 'rolling' with them" as well as "remarkable recuperative powers, having been knocked down only twice in his career and having gotten up both times."

Louis for his part had under-estimated the light-heavyweight standout. Louis said in his autobiography, "I made a mistake going into that fight. I knew Conn was kinda small and I didn’t want them to say in the papers that I beat up on some little guy so the day before the fight I did a little roadwork to break a sweat and drank as little water as possible so I could weigh in under 200 pounds. Chappie was as mad as hell. But Conn was a clever fighter, he was like a mosquito, he’d sting and move." Conn proved to be quite troublesome indeed sticking and moving and using his quick hands and feet to dart in and out and using his good classic defense to thwart Louis at every move. Joe had his moments drawing blood from Conns nose in the 3rd round with his jab, stunning Conn in the 5th with a left hook, and cutting his eye and nose. In the 8th round dehydration had set in and Louis began to tire badly. By the 12th round Louis was completely exhausted and Conn was ahead on two of the three official scorecards by two and three rounds respectively. In the 13th Conn told Louis “Joseph your in for a tough fight tonight.” Then Louis recalled that "he started that long left hook I had been waiting for. I thought “Yea your right” and they counted him out." Louis saved his championship with a crushing picturesque combination. Conn had to be helped back to his corner. When asked why he didn't try to box and stay away form Louis the last two rounds Billy replied, "What's the use of being Irish if you can't be thick?" They would meet once more. When asked how he would deal with Conn this time Joe deadpanned, "He can run but he can't hide." And so it was.

8. Jim Jeffries vs. Tom Sharkey. November 3, 1899. Coney Island, NY. Result: Jeffries W 25.

Hailed by one sportswriter as “99 minutes of hell”, the scrap between Jeffries and Sharkey was one of the most brutal and grueling contests of toughness and endurance ever witnessed in the history of heavyweight boxing. Sharkey despite being at a physical disadvantage to the much larger Jeffries pressed the fight. It was a fierce struggle that made all the more difficult for the champion because he was handicapped by a left elbow that he dislocated in training a week before the fight. Jeff figured he had one good punch with that left and in the second round unleashed his best hook and dropped Sharkey to the canvas. Tom got right up and Jeff's left was useless for the rest of the fight. The early rounds belonged to Jeff but in the mid-rounds the swarming Sharkey began to come on. Sharkey was fighting his fight, setting the pace and outhitting Jeffries on the inside. By the 10th round Tom had Jeff bleeding and reeling. Then in the 11th a hard right to the temple caused Sharkey to drop to his knees. But Sharkey again got up right away and continued his work. "It was a muderous battle for the first 18 rounds" wrote one ringsider. Both men battered each other in a close quarters battle. Sharkey dominated the action in many of these rounds. Charles Mathison, a famous sportswriter and New York boxing judge, said had the fight been a 20-rounder Sharkey would have received the decision. Nevertheless Jeffries used his greater strength and weight to advantage by leaning on Sharkey in the clinches in the later rounds and landed the heavier blows. Sharkey received enough blows in rounds 19-23 to finish most fighters career. In the 22nd round a pair of viscious uppercuts had Sharkey groggy and in trouble. Tom rallied again though in the 24th and 25th rounds as Jeffries appeared to tire. Referee Siler, the lone judge of the bout, raised Jeffries arm as the winner in what was considered the greatest heavyweight fight ever until modern times.

9. Floyd Patterson vs. Ingemar Johansson 3. Mar 13th, 1961. Miami Beach, Fl. Result: Patterson KO 6.

This was the rubber match in the Patterson-Ingo series. Floyd was destroyed by the Swede's "toonder and lightning" right hand punch in the first fight. Patterson became the first man in history to regain the title in the rematch with a crushing left hook that left Johannson's foot freakishly twitching as he was counted out on his back. The final fight would prove to be the best. Ingemar seemed to pick up where he left off in the first fight dropping Patterson twice in round one and looked to be on his way to a sure knockout victory. Johannson had landed both sizzling right hands over Floyd's left jab. After getting up from the second knockdown Floyd abandoned his jab and slammed home a terrific left hook that knocked down Johnannson. After that Patterson came on with a strong body attack that wore down Johnannson. In the 6th round, Johansson caught Patterson with a solid right. But the power in Ingemar's punches was gone. Patterson won the fight in the 6th round with a right hand turning the trick this time.

10. Larry Holmes vs. Ken Norton. June 9, 1978. Las Vegas. Result: Holmes W 15 (split).

Near the end of the Ali era two outstanding heavyweight contenders met for the WBC heavyweight title in a great fight to determine the future of the division. The stage was set when Muhammad Ali lost his title in a match against unheralded Leon Spinks. Spinks agreed to face Ali in a lucrative rematch that fall in a fight where Ali would regain the title for the third time. In the meantime, Spinks, the new champion, was stripped by the WBC for refusing to meet their mandatory challenger Ken Norton who was awarded the title. Norton had to defend against the new number one contender one Larry Holmes. Larry was considered a sort of generic or poor mans Ali by the press and public at the time. This fight would establish that Holmes was indeed a superb fighter. Norton had gave Ali three very close fights and many believed he had deserved the decision in their last fight at Yankee Stadium two years previous. Larry used his strong jab and agile footwork to box his way to an early points lead over the more aggressive Norton. In the early stages Holmes hand speed looked like too much for Norton to deal with. Kenny rallied in the middle rounds using pressure and strong body punching to bring the fight close. After 12 rounds Larry still held a slight lead on the judges cards and most ringsiders believed him to be ahead. The final three rounds are what made this fight memorable with both men trying to prove that they deserved to be called champion. Holmes had his best round of the fight in the 13th landing frequently with strong right hands. Norton came back and had his best round in the 14th as he repeatedly landed with smashing overhand rights. The 15th round was one of the best rounds in sustained action in heavyweight history, it was all out for both fighters each landing a good share of power punches. Matchmaker Bobby Goodman said, "Talk about two guys putting everything they had into every minute of a round." It was a great round to end an exciting fight and Larry Holmes won a close but well deserved split decision.

Those that Just Missed the Cut: Jeffries-Fitzsimmons 2, Dempsey-Tunney 2, Louis-Buddy Baer 1, Marciano-Charles 1, Marciano-Moore, Ali-Foreman , Ali-Shavers, Tyson-Douglas, Holyfield-Bowe 1, Moorer-Cooper, Holyfield-Tyson 1
I have read about the Jeanette McVey fight in absolute awe of how the event must have played out in front of the onlookers eyes. I wish I would have been able to see it, or at least some film of it. Do you have any stills from this fight? These were great fights all of them. Thanks for writing about them in this manner.

Norton Holmes is an under rated classic as well. As long as we are in the "questioning" mood is this another fight that if it were called the other way people would be saying "the fix was in". Or does it come under the heading of a fight that either man could have been given the decision due to the very close nature of the fight? IMHO the last round cinched it for Larry.

Foreman Lyle another classic, for those of us witnessing it live it was an absolute shocker...each second seemed to linger for minutes. The amount of knockdowns seemed to be far more than what actually transpired due to the dramatic nature of the real time event. A force of Nature (Foreman) seemed to literally die and become reborn all within a single fight.

Thanks for taking the time to share your thoughts on those.
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kikibalt wrote:
dagosd2000 wrote:
kikibalt wrote:Image
Fabela Chavez is not doing to bad in the dress department
Those are great pics of those guys. Thanks Frank You know so many guys leave the house looking like hobos. Those fighters of yesteryear are a reminder that there is truth in the saying"Clothes Make The Man"
diego,

The fighters that I remember seeing at the Olympic and Hollywood Legion and other venues were very proud and had lots of pride in how they dress, those were very classic guys, no trash talking, they just carried them self with so much class, you don't see that anymore.
I worked a security gig actually outside a funeral home for a VERY prominent Chicago sports team owner who died last fall.
The line tp pay repects was blocks long and the public was free to come pay respects also.
Some goof showed up with beat up shorts and a tee shirt thinking he was gonna go into the parlor lookin like that.
I had to take him aside and tell him to please go home and put some f....
clothes on.
The nerve of some people .Whats this world coming to?
Remember when people used to dress up to get on an airplane?
Not anymore.
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Expug wrote:
kikibalt wrote:
dagosd2000 wrote: Those are great pics of those guys. Thanks Frank You know so many guys leave the house looking like hobos. Those fighters of yesteryear are a reminder that there is truth in the saying"Clothes Make The Man"
diego,

The fighters that I remember seeing at the Olympic and Hollywood Legion and other venues were very proud and had lots of pride in how they dress, those were very classic guys, no trash talking, they just carried them self with so much class, you don't see that anymore.
I worked a security gig actually outside a funeral home for a VERY prominent Chicago sports team owner who died last fall.
The line tp pay repects was blocks long and the public was free to come pay respects also.
Some goof showed up with beat up shorts and a tee shirt thinking he was gonna go into the parlor lookin like that.
I had to take him aside and tell him to please go home and put some f....
clothes on.
The nerve of some people .Whats this world coming to?
Remember when people used to dress up to get on an airplane?
Not anymore.
Pug,

In the 1940's-50's and into the 60's, guys used to go to the fights in suit and tie, the ladies in heels, and it didn't have to be a big fights, not no more.

Like you said, what is this world coming too.
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BoxBuzz wrote: I have read about the Jeanette McVey fight in absolute awe of how the event must have played out in front of the onlookers eyes. I wish I would have been able to see it, or at least some film of it. Do you have any stills from this fight? These were great fights all of them. Thanks for writing about them in this manner.

Norton Holmes is an under rated classic as well. As long as we are in the "questioning" mood is this another fight that if it were called the other way people would be saying "the fix was in". Or does it come under the heading of a fight that either man could have been given the decision due to the very close nature of the fight? IMHO the last round cinched it for Larry.

Foreman Lyle another classic, for those of us witnessing it live it was an absolute shocker...each second seemed to linger for minutes. The amount of knockdowns seemed to be far more than what actually transpired due to the dramatic nature of the real time event. A force of Nature (Foreman) seemed to literally die and become reborn all within a single fight.

Thanks for taking the time to share your thoughts on those.
Buzz,

Don't know if I have any stills of the McVey fight, I would have to look, if I do I'll post'em.
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Expug wrote:
kikibalt wrote:
dagosd2000 wrote: Those are great pics of those guys. Thanks Frank You know so many guys leave the house looking like hobos. Those fighters of yesteryear are a reminder that there is truth in the saying"Clothes Make The Man"
diego,

The fighters that I remember seeing at the Olympic and Hollywood Legion and other venues were very proud and had lots of pride in how they dress, those were very classic guys, no trash talking, they just carried them self with so much class, you don't see that anymore.
I worked a security gig actually outside a funeral home for a VERY prominent Chicago sports team owner who died last fall.
The line tp pay repects was blocks long and the public was free to come pay respects also.
Some goof showed up with beat up shorts and a tee shirt thinking he was gonna go into the parlor lookin like that.
I had to take him aside and tell him to please go home and put some f....
clothes on.
The nerve of some people .Whats this world coming to?
Remember when people used to dress up to get on an airplane?
Not anymore.

Frank and Pug
Right on about how you attended the events also. I like watching fights up to the early '60's. Everyone in the audience is in coat and tie. Early '50's include the fedora.

Here's a good one. The Little League I was in celebrated 50 years in existence last month. I got a call from a schoolmate who's father was the first president of the League. They wanted some players there when the League opened. No problem. I brought some old memorabilia,mostly photos,of opening day ceremonies in 1958. There were all the officers of the League(the dads)in coat and tie. The guy who called me up ? Well his dad is in one of the shots making a speech in a suit. He was president of the League. Well what do you know. I get there and all the guys that I played Little League with were dressed in shorts and sandals. Scruffy beards and scraggly hair. Even the son of the dad who was the first president of the league looked like he was digging for clams. I wore a sport shirt and leather shoes,slacks with a belt. I was disgusted with these guys, Then the current president introduces us,and he's wearing a t shirt,bermudas,and flip flops. Do these guys today think they have any magnetism? I say,grow up and get out of the '60's. My father would have kicked my ass,if I went to that event in bermuda shorts.
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Dagos , I gotta admit, the Italian guys Ive known, and Ive known many,dont
go out anywhere lookin like Bozo the clown.
They dress well.Always sharp.Im sure your Father was always sharp.You too.
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Expug wrote:Dagos , I gotta admit, the Italian guys Ive known, and Ive known many,dont
go out anywhere lookin like Bozo the clown.
They dress well.Always sharp.Im sure your Father was always sharp.You too.
Thanks buddy for throwin' that in.
You sure are right about that. He'd never leave the house with at least wearing a sweater. I remember towards the end of his life. He was half blind and using a walker. He'd go out to the grocery store in a pair of slacks. After he died,I went to his closet. The Italian suits,cashmeer sweaters,and man did he love hats.Patent leather shoes. He always shopped at specialty clothing stores. He was always making fun of "Robert Halls". I transferred his stuff over to my closet after he died. I wore one of his sport shirts to the Father/Son Banquet in LA. In a way,my father was with me that day.
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I was just thinkin'. I put part of the blame on the women.
If these dames would just say,"If you want to take me out,dress up a little,or you can find someone else."

The girls today don't hold their boy friends or husbands up to any standards when it comes to dressing. I remember when me and the wife got married. We lived in TJ in a one room shack with a bed and one light bulb hanging from the ceiling. The bathroom was an out house in the back. I was pullin' in 70 dollars a week. Times were tough. But I tell you what. If me and the Misses went downtown people would have thought, if they looked at how we was dressed, that we didn't have it that bad.
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I remember Archie after he retired was always looking for a fighter he could call his own and train him to be a champ one day. It never happened. A young Clay was with him,but he thought Archie had too many rules and didn't like doing chores ay his camp in the hills of Ramona ,California. Archie helped Dick Saddler with Foreman,but Foreman had an attitude. I remember after Foreman won the title from Frazier,he gets in front of the microphone in the ring and says,"I give all the credit to Joe Louis. He came into my dressing room before the fight and said more in one sentence than all my trainers told me in camp. Joe told me my left hand would win it for me." What an inconsiderate thing to say. I wonder how Archie felt about that remark. I never heard him when ,I was around him ,talk about Foreman. He did say one time he didn't like Clay's shenanigans before their fight in LA. Archie thought he was disrespected,and I agree. Like Moore said,"After all I put into the sport,he didn't have to demeen me."
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Hey, when we were young, my old lady would not go out with me even to the fights if I wasn't wearing a suit and tie, back in the 50's there were many tailors on Main St and Broadway that we could get a real good deal on tailor made suits, sport coats, etc, etc, like diego say we would always be dress to the "nines".
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kikibalt wrote:
raylawpc wrote:
kikibalt wrote:Image
Fabela Chavez is not doing to bad in the dress department
Frank, is that Hap at the right side of the photo?
Yes, thats our buddy Hap.
I haven't heard from Hap in quite a while. Do you know how he's been doing lately?
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raylawpc wrote:
kikibalt wrote:
raylawpc wrote: Frank, is that Hap at the right side of the photo?
Yes, thats our buddy Hap.
I haven't heard from Hap in quite a while. Do you know how he's been doing lately?
Tom,

I don't keep in touch with Hap, but Don Fraser who does told me that Hap was not doing to good, he is pushing 90 after all, so its to be expected
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dagosd2000 wrote:
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Archie Moore
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I remember Archie after he retired was always looking for a fighter he could call his own and train him to be a champ one day. It never happened. A young Clay was with him,but he thought Archie had too many rules and didn't like doing chores ay his camp in the hills of Ramona ,California. Archie helped Dick Saddler with Foreman,but Foreman had an attitude. I remember after Foreman won the title from Frazier,he gets in front of the microphone in the ring and says,"I give all the credit to Joe Louis. He came into my dressing room before the fight and said more in one sentence than all my trainers told me in camp. Joe told me my left hand would win it for me." What an inconsiderate thing to say. I wonder how Archie felt about that remark. I never heard him when ,I was around him ,talk about Foreman. He did say one time he didn't like Clay's shenanigans before their fight in LA. Archie thought he was disrespected,and I agree. Like Moore said,"After all I put into the sport,he didn't have to demeen me."
diego,

Of all the LHW's that I seen fight live or on tv in real time, I have to say that Moore was the best I seen.
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I remember Archie after he retired was always looking for a fighter he could call his own and train him to be a champ one day. It never happened. A young Clay was with him,but he thought Archie had too many rules and didn't like doing chores ay his camp in the hills of Ramona ,California. Archie helped Dick Saddler with Foreman,but Foreman had an attitude. I remember after Foreman won the title from Frazier,he gets in front of the microphone in the ring and says,"I give all the credit to Joe Louis. He came into my dressing room before the fight and said more in one sentence than all my trainers told me in camp. Joe told me my left hand would win it for me." What an inconsiderate thing to say. I wonder how Archie felt about that remark. I never heard him when ,I was around him ,talk about Foreman. He did say one time he didn't like Clay's shenanigans before their fight in LA. Archie thought he was disrespected,and I agree. Like Moore said,"After all I put into the sport,he didn't have to demeen me."
diego,

Of all the LHW's that I seen fight live or on tv in real time, I have to say that Moore was the best I seen.
You think about a guy like Moore and some of the other black middleweights anf lightheavies. Who knoes? Guys like Rusty Payne,Charley Burley,Holman Williams,Bert Lytell,Cocoa Kid,Jimmy Bivins,et al might have won one of those titles. They didn't even get a shot. Only Robinson got his break. Moore not until his late 30's.
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kikibalt wrote:Hey, when we were young, my old lady would not go out with me even to the fights if I wasn't wearing a suit and tie, back in the 50's there were many tailors on Main St and Broadway that we could get a real good deal on tailor made suits, sport coats, etc, etc, like diego say we would always be dress to the "nines".
Hey Buddy
My uncle Bob Francona was the head of the mens department at Desmonds downtown LA. Remember Desmonds? My uncle always prided himself about his expertise of mens wear. A tailor. That's a good one. One thing I like about TJ. All the dress makers and custom suit makers. Not to mention the tailors. My grand daughter gets her Flamenco dresses made by an old gal who has a little shop just off Revolution St. I like those little family run businesses handed down through the family. All the sons and daughters and nephews and nieces learning ,not only the business ,but the skills involved in the trade. They have pride of ownership. Treat you good because they want you coming back. And you wind up making friends.

My wife has been going to the same butcher on 2nd Street across the street from the church for over 40 years. When the owner sees her,it's"Buenos diaz,Dona."
He puts her to the front of the line. His sons mostly run the place. My wife always talks about family things while one of his sons carefully slices the meat for my wife. He then wraps it slowly in butcher paper. I get a kick out of just watching this.

The same is for her produce. Buying it from the same lady forever. The lady goes in the back and brings out the special lug of tomatos for my wife.

That's the treatment we get in her home town. One day when my grand children are on their own,it will be my home too. I'm looking forward to going backwards.
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Even though the trail had been blazed before him, Mickey Cohen's rise to the top wasn't easy. He had to pay his dues, and he got his start in the rackets like a number of other wise guys: in the ring. The things that make a good pug and a good gangster are similar. An imposing presence, tough fists and a chin that can take a punch are important characteristics for a racketeer, although the imposing presence is mostly for character. Many of the mob's toughest characters were small men who made up for their diminutive stature with guts and heart that belonged in guys twice their size. Meyer Lansky and Lepke Buchalter are two that come to mind, although this trait is not limited to Jewish gangsters. The Westies' Mickey Featherstone wasn't all that big and he was known for his rock-solid fists and the tenacity of a Jack Russell terrier. Current Genovese family leaders Punchy Illiano and Quiet Dom Cirillo both got their starts as boxers, as did another Genovese member, Li'l Augie Pisano. Illiano earned his nickname because of his boxing background -- and those who know him insist he is anything but "punchy." For his part, Cirillo faced Jake "Raging Bull" La Motta in the ring several times, although he was less than successful. Mickey Cohen was born hustling. A Brownsville, New York, native -- the same neighborhood that gave the world Abe Reles and many of the Murder, Inc. troop -- Cohen was whisked away from the poverty of that Brooklyn slum before he was six years old and moved with his mother and older siblings to the Boyle Heights section of Los Angeles, where his family operated a drug store. Of course, this being Prohibition, the Cohen pharmacy, in the middle of a Russian Orthodox Jewish neighborhood, operated one of the countless small-time gin mills in the area. As a boy, Mickey served as a deliveryman for his brother's moonshine operation, which resulted in his first pinch at 9 years old. The charge was smoothed over by his brother's connections and nothing came of it, but the seed had already been planted in Mickey's mind. "I got a kick out of having a big bankroll in my pocket," he said in his biography. "Even if I only made a couple hundred dollars, I'd always keep it in fives and tens so it'd look big. I had to hide it from my mother, because she'd get excited when she'd see a roll of money like that." Successful hustling, whether it's bootlegging, selling newspapers or swag, requires moxie and the fists to back it up, and that's how the preteen Mickey discovered he liked to box. Although the sport was illegal in California and even more so because he was so young, Mickey found many different ways to get in the ring. Along with the money it gave him, he found he also liked the respect he earned. As he grew, Mickey continued boxing and with the blissful ignorance of youth, his thoughts turned toward becoming a professional. The skill was there, as were the promoters who saw something special in the young teen. The only problem was that 15-year-old Mickey Cohen's mother didn't know he was boxing at all. "One day, the butcher stopped my mother -- who didn't talk real good English -- and said to her, 'Mrs. Cohen, you must be proud your boy's boxing for the championship.' So she says, 'What's this boxing?' "See, she didn't know nothing about boxing or that sort of thing." Mickey won the championship and that sealed it in his mind. With the blessing of his older brother, he told his mother he was "going to the beach" and headed east to become a prize fighter. Fate had other ideas. Mick bounced around the Midwest for a while and landed in New York, where he met some of organized crime's toughest characters. Tommy Dioguardi, brother of the labor racketeer Johnny Dio, was a fight fanatic, as was Owney Madden, the New York killer who would end up running the mob's resort in Hot Springs, Arkansas. "Owney was a really a guy to respect and admire -- quite a guy, a man of his word," Mickey recalled later. "His faithfulness to his own kind is the strongest thing a man can have, and if Owney felt that you were an all right person, there wasn't nothing that he wouldn't do for you." A bad bout with featherweight world champ Tommy Paul ended Mick's boxing career when the champ knocked him so senseless he wandered out of the ring and was on his way to the dressing room before anyone could catch him. "I began to see that I really didn't have it to be great in the ring," he said. "So then I decided I'd had enough of the fight business and everything else."
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Olympic Auditorium Reunion: Ramos/Suh 1967
By David A. Avila

Two former boxers, one now a Korean-American business owner and the other a Mexican-American longshoreman, who fought each other in a professional boxing match before a packed house at the Olympic Auditorium 40 years ago, are going to meet again. But not in the prize ring this time.

Kang Il Suh, 68, and Mando Ramos, 58, plan to attend the annual World Boxing Hall of Fame on Oct. 13, at the Doubletree Hotel in Ontario. Four decades ago they fought each other for 10 rounds in a close junior lightweight bout. It ended in a win for Suh and Ramos first loss as a pro.

They haven’t seen each other since.

Suh now lives in Koreatown in Los Angeles. The former boxer who once fought for the WBC and WBA junior lightweight world titles became an American citizen after seeing what he calls “a life in heaven” during his first visit to the United States. He’s well known in the area that in 1967 was home to only one small Korean restaurant and now has exploded to an area that can barely contain more than 300,000 Koreans just west of downtown Los Angeles.

“He’s very well known in this community,” said Wang Ki Chung, a former fighter too who knows Suh.

At the age of 14, Suh crossed the North Korean border toward the end of the Korean War to seek out a better life in South Korea despite all of his family living in the Communist portion. Life was extremely tough.

“I starved,” said Suh, who looked for food daily to survive when he first arrived.

He discovered an area in Seoul where street fights were organized and the participants were given money. It was his way to put food in his mouth. Then one day a boxing promoter happened to be passing through and saw Suh tangling with another kid.

“The boxing promoter asked me to go to his gym,” said Suh.

Suh was 19 when he began training in the Seoul boxing gym and learning the art of boxing. The war-torn country was still recovering and jobs were scarce. Boxing for money was his only source for survival.

His first professional prizefight took place in April 1961 against Yong Soo Hwang. Suh was 21 years old but had several physical strengths including quickness and stamina that propelled him to success.

“My manager took me to Japan where they paid more money,” said Suh who fought five times in various Japanese cities.

After working his way up the world boxing rankings, Suh was matched with Filipino boxing star Flash Elorde in 1964. The Korean lost a close majority decision but that led to a rematch a year later for Elorde’s junior lightweight world titles that ended in another much-disputed loss.

“I won the fight,” Suh claims adamantly. “Even the Filipino newspapers said I won the fight. I still have a copy of the paper at my home.”

A knock down of Elorde in the 12th round was not counted by the referee. That fight that took place on December 1965.

As things turned out, a couple of years later, Elorde’s manager called Suh’s manager to let him know about a possible fight in California. They accepted the fight quickly and crossed the Pacific Ocean to fight a young prospect named Raul Rojas.

It was a revelation for Suh. He had heard great things about California but seeing it was another thing. He was all set to meet Raul Rojas at the Olympic Auditorium when he was told that fighter had backed out.

“They told me Rojas didn’t want to fight a boxer,” said Suh.

Instead, Ramos, a fresh cocky undefeated 18-year-old from Long Beach offered to take the fight.

“I said sure I’ll take the fight,” Ramos recalled, adding that he was inserted because of his ticket drawing power. “They gave me three days notice. I didn’t care.”

Offered $12,000 to accept the fight, Suh didn’t hesitate.

“That was a lot of money in those days,” he said.

On July 6, 1967, more than 8,000 people crowded into the Olympic Auditorium to see the lanky hard-hitting Ramos trade punches with the relatively unknown Suh.

“There were about 500 Koreans at the fight,” Suh remembers.

Benny Georgino, who was present at that fight card, said Ramos took the fight on short notice but that didn’t matter.

“Mando Ramos and Raul Rojas didn’t like to train much. Johnny McCoy was their trainer. He had to go looking for them sometimes to get them in the gym,” said Georgino. “They liked to go out partying a lot.”

Suh surprised many with his quickness and boxing ability. He was a clever counter-puncher and was never stationary, but he didn’t run.

“Mando Ramos hit very hard,” said Suh. “I remember he hit me so hard to the body I urinated blood for a week.”

For seven rounds the pair fought at a fast pace, but soon Ramos began to tire slightly.

“I could tell he hadn’t trained properly,” said Suh recalling their fight. “That’s when I thought I could win the fight.”

After 10 rounds Suh won by unanimous decision and became the first fighter to beat Ramos.

“Ramos was the best fighter I ever fought,” said Suh.

The Long Beach fighter would later win the world lightweight title a year later against Carlos “Teo” Cruz in Los Angeles. Then he would lose it to the same fighter five months later in a rematch. In 1969, Ramos would beat Japan’s Yoshiaki Numata by knockout in the sixth round to win the lightweight world title again. He would lose it five months later to Panama’s Ismael Laguna. In 1971 he won the WBC lightweight title against Pedro Carrasco and defend it successfully against the same fighter two more times. Then in 1972 he lost the title to Chango Carmona.

There were no more title bids for Ramos.

“Mando Ramos could really box,” said Art Carrillo, who attended several of Ramos fights. “But as soon as he got tagged he wanted to brawl.”

Ramos last fight was in 1975 at the age of 26.

“He could really pack them in,” said Georgino of Ramos ability to draw fight fans to the arena and who now promotes boxing shows in Washington.

Suh fought another five years and retired at 32.

“When I returned to Korea it was like I won the lottery,” said Suh.

He never forgot his visit to the U.S. and returned in the early 1970s. In 1979 he returned for good and owns a karaoke bar and a workout training facility.

“It’s comfortable living here now that there are so many Koreans here,” says Suh.

Ramos says he’s looking forward to seeing his old foe and maybe visiting Suh’s karaoke bar.

“It was an honor to fight Kang Il Suh, he fought some bad dudes,” says Ramos, anticipating a visit to see Suh. “But I can’t sing a lick.”
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FIGHTS TONITE. Trouble this morning.

Bennie Georgino—bail bondsman, saloon owner, fight manager, at age 60 no longer a lightweight—descends a staircase, his shoulders roiling like an angry sea. It's 10:43 on a Thursday morning, and as Georgino walks down a corridor in the Olympic Auditorium, the fight arena at 18th and South Grand in downtown Los Angeles and the last bucket of blood left in America, he isn't smiling.

"Struggling," Georgino says. "I'm struggling. We had a fighter fall out this morning. Abedoy. The guy who was supposed to fight Montes."

Johnny Montes, 20 years old, 20-0, a promising lightweight, had been scheduled to go 10 rounds tonight against Manuel Abedoy. That isn't going to happen now, and Georgino, who manages Montes, is aggravated. "There's nothing I can do," he says. "But Don is upstairs going crazy."

In his office tucked in a corner under the arena's octagonal balcony, Don (War-A-Week) Chargin, the Olympic's matchmaker, is working the phones. There are two of them, each with 15 lines, and they're blinking like the tote board at Churchill Downs on Derby day. There are 15 minutes before the weigh-in, and Chargin has six fights scheduled. But he has only 11 fighters to step on the scale.

"Abedoy's manager called me at one o'clock this morning," Chargin says. "The flipping fighter disappeared. His wife doesn't know where he is. His manager doesn't know where he is. He's had something like 50 fights. He just gave Tony Baltazar a tough 10 rounds. He's past disappearing because he's scared."

Lately, this kind of thing has been happening all too frequently. Twice in the preceding two months Chargin has had to alter cards on 48 hours' notice because his headliner—a welterweight from Guadalajara—couldn't get a work visa. A couple of weeks ago he found a substitute at four o'clock for a bout that was to begin at eight.

Chargin is calling San Diego and Las Vegas and San Diego again. Eric Bonilla, a journeyman with a 28-20-4 record, would be a suitable opponent for Montes. He's willing and able to fight, he's in shape and he knows how to get to the Olympic. Moreover, $1,500 for a night's work sounds good to him. However, there's a small problem. Fifteen days earlier, in a fight in Las Vegas, Bonilla was involved in an incident which resulted in his mistakenly being placed on suspension by the Nevada State Athletic Commission. There are still six days left on the suspension and Chargin has to get the Nevada commission to clear Bonilla so the California commission will allow the fighter to work tonight.

"They're making an old man out of me," says Chargin, who's 54. "But what kills me is that it was such a good fight. It isn't easy to get fights for Montes."

By the time of the weigh-in, though, Bonilla is set, Georgino is satisfied, and Chargin feels young again.
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July 12, 1982
A Dream House
Los Angeles' Olympic Auditorium has been a haven for fighters and their fans for going on 57 years

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Ben Lopez is young. He's sitting at ringside at 11 a.m., waiting to be called to the scales. Lopez, 20, is wearing a grease-stained, short-sleeve blue work shirt with his first name embroidered in blue script on a little white oval over the left breast pocket. In his right breast pocket are three ballpoint pens and a tire pressure gauge. Lopez has already put in two hours at Joe Evans' Tire Service in Glendale. He has the rest of the day off because tonight he'll have his first pro fight.

Like so many kids who have come here, Lopez, a superfeatherweight, is trying to leave something behind. "I want to fight because I want to better myself in life," he says. "Before, I wasn't getting nowhere. I was smoking marijuana, drinking beer. Nothing too heavy, but I didn't feel good about myself. Now I feel good, I feel clean, I feel closer to God."

Lopez is trained by Franck Muche, whose 55-year-old face sags from the weight of the 317 fights he had between 1940 and '51. For the last three decades Muche has been training fighters at the Pasadena Y. He has never had a champ or a kid who went very far. "I'm a pari-mutuel clerk, and the racetrack's my bread and butter," he says. "But working with the kids is what I love."

In this building they have been playing out that love affair for almost 57 years. The history isn't important to Lopez—he wants to make weight and get on with business—but he's part of the tradition of the Olympic that refuses to die.

The Olympic Auditorium opened on the night of Aug. 6, 1925, with a card featuring a bout between two fellows named Young Nationalist and Newsboy Brown. L.A. Mayor George Cryer cut the ribbon to dedicate the building. Among the first-nighters were Rudolph Valentino, Joseph Schenck, Jack Warner, Sid Grauman, Sol Lesser, William Desmond and Jack and Estelle Dempsey. Were such an opening held today it surely would be the subject of a two-hour TV special.

At the time, the Olympic was an architectural gem. With 10,096 seats it was—and is—larger than any other U.S. arena built specifically for boxing. Spectacular murals, now obscured by dirt and by a Crosshatch of extra beams added as the building deteriorated over the years, decorated the 70-foot-high ceiling. Red velour drapes guarded the entry way of each aisle and added to the air of elegance.

The Olympic was the brainchild of Frank Garbutt, founder of the tony Los Angeles Athletic Club, which owned the arena until 1980. It was designed by Gilbert Stanley Underwood & Company in the style of the Italian Renaissance: big, blocky and stucco, and was built by A.C. Pillsbury. It was named the Olympic in the hope that L.A would someday host the Olympic Games. In 1932 it was, in fact, the site of boxing, wrestling and weightlifting competitions during the Games. Even then, however, its essential nature was that of a fight club—smoky, dreary, devoted to machismo and honor.

By 1942 the arena had become unprofitable and, out of desperation, Garbutt asked the club's advertising director, a widow named Aileen LeBell, to revive the operation. She enlisted Cal Eaton, an inspector for the state athletic commission. When they arrived at the Olympic, Babe McCoy, the matchmaker and perhaps the building's most valuable asset, threatened to quit; he had no interest in promoting fights with a woman. "Cal told Babe I came with the lease, but that I wouldn't last more than a couple of months," Aileen says.

Aileen lasted as the promoter at the Olympic until 1980. During her 38 years there she refused to buy the building for $80,000 ("That was in 1943," she says. "Cal and I decided not to gamble, and kept on paying rent. I don't know how many millions in rent we wound up paying"); married Cal in 1948 ("We had a wonderful life together before he died in 1966"); kept alive the last weekly boxing club in America; and, in the years between the International Boxing Club scandals of 1959 and the advent of zillion-dollar closed-circuit television championship bouts in the '70s, became one of the most powerful and important figures in the game.

Ask anyone why the Olympic survived, and you usually get a two-word answer: Aileen Eaton. For approximately $125,000 a year, she held the master lease and ruled the place as if it were her fief. She's 73 now and as she sits in the living room of her spacious home in Hancock Park, she's having a good time reflecting on her accomplishments.

"I shouldn't say this," she says, "but I think I made the Olympic survive. I just love boxing. I love the kids. I love to watch them from the time they're amateurs to when they win the title. I loved it even when business was bad."

When business was bad, she lived off the receipts from professional wrestling and the Roller Derby. When times were good she promoted her shows like crazy. As the population changed—as the fighters and fans changed from ethnic whites to blacks to Latin American immigrants—she changed with it. For the last 15 years they've been boxing to a decidedly Salsa beat at the Olympic.

This doesn't mean, however, that brotherhood has always been fostered. In 1964, for instance, Hiroyuki Ebihara, a Japanese flyweight, had the bad luck to win a 12-round decision over Alacran Torres, a local favorite by way of Guadalajara. Seats, jagged signboards and beer bottles rained down from the balcony. Eaton was at once distraught and filled with admiration. "We had wanted to get new seats, but we couldn't get them out of the cement," she says. "But, somehow, they got them out. After that, we borrowed $185,000 and fixed up the place."

Later that evening, a reporter from the Los Angeles Herald Examiner was interviewing casualties as they left the building. He saw a man with a heavily bandaged eye. "What did you get hit with? A bottle? A chair?" the reporter asked.

"A left hook in the third," said the man, who had fought on the undercard.

Eaton's proudest memories are of raw prospects maturing to become contenders and champions: Jerry Quarry and Joe Orbillo and Mando Ramos and Ruben Navarro and Raul Rojas and Art Aragon and Frankie Crawford and Hedgemon Lewis and Danny (Little Red) Lopez. And there were the legends who stopped by on the way up or the way down: Joe Frazier and Muhammad Ali and Floyd Patterson and Sugar Ray Robinson.

But all of them pale in Eaton's heart when compared with Carlos Palomino, who grew up in the Olympic, defended his WBC welterweight title four times in the Olympic and now returns as a retiree to watch the Thursday night fights.

"I think my fondest memory was when Don sent Carlos to London to fight for the welterweight title," she says. "He told Carlos to win, come home and defend the title here. At three o'clock in the afternoon Carlos called from the dressing room in London to tell Don he'd won the title from John Stracey. He said he wanted us to hear it from him. It takes a nice kid to do something like that."

Eaton put on 49 boxing shows a year—taking off only Thanksgiving and two Thursdays around Christmas and New Year's—at her beloved Olympic. "I was," she says, "retired by force."

In 1980 the L.A.A.C. put the Olympic up for sale. Eaton wanted to buy it this time, and she tried to make a deal. The athletic club wanted $5 million. But the interest rate set by the banks—about 19%—was too high for Eaton's group to purchase the building at that price.

Then a local parking-lot and real-estate mogul named Jack Needleman saw a report on television that the Olympic would be doomed—i.e., would be razed to make way for a parking lot—if the club couldn't find a buyer willing to operate the building as an arena. He offered $3 million for the Olympic—and the L.A.A.C. took it. Eaton fumed. "If I'd known they'd take $3 million, I could've arranged that without any problem," she says. "I thought they owed me. I was their tenant for 40 years."

Eaton's lease was up, and Needleman searched for a new tenant. "He said I was too old—I was 71 at the time—and I didn't know what I was doing," Eaton says. "I've got about 20 million trophies, and I didn't get them from not knowing anything."

Under Needleman's ownership, boxing got off to a shaky start; in fact, for several months in 1981 there weren't any weekly fights at the Olympic. Then last summer Rogelio Robles, 33, a partner in his family's company, La Reina, Inc., which is one of the largest manufacturers of frozen tortillas and other prepackaged Mexican food, became the promoter.

The youngest of 12 children, Robles came to Los Angeles from his native Guadalajara to work in his brother's food business and became a regular patron of the Olympic. In 1976 he started promoting bouts in L.A. And now he's reaching deep into his pocket to keep alive a tradition in a city that has precious few.

There is about the Olympic an urban flavor that's absent from most of Los Angeles. An hour before the fights the congregation gathers along South Grand Avenue, crowds around the three taco vans that pull up to the sidewalk along the parking lot and argues the fight game in a cacophony of English, Spanish, and, every once in a while, Japanese.

By 8 p.m. the fans are seated and ready. They assess the potential of the kids working the four-rounders and cast a critical eye on the veterans in the main events. Punchers are preferred; art doesn't sell well in the Olympic.

It's the fans' custom to show appreciation by throwing coins into the ring. A few weeks ago there was a hailstorm of quarters, nickels and dimes. The seconds collected the booty in a bloody towel and took it to the dressing room to divide evenly between the two fighters. Each one took home $200 extra. "You can always tell when it's been a good fight," says Allan Malamud, the executive sports editor of the Herald Examiner. "The ringsiders are covered up." As Malamud speaks, it's raining cold cash and his sweater is pulled over his head.

"You shut down the Olympic and you kill boxing in L.A.," says Georgino. He started going to the building in 1936 when he was a star of the weekly amateur bouts. "Now when they ask you where you boxed and you say the Olympic, they say you must be a pretty good fighter."

The Olympic is also pretty important to the movies. From the original Body and Soul (1947) to the Rocky trilogy and Raging Bull, most every fight movie has been shot in part in the Olympic. It is, some say, Hollywood's busiest studio.

Bonilla, the last-minute substitute, certainly doesn't care about that. What he's interested in is surviving. He has earned his $1,500 by taking a beating from Montes. After four rounds he quits on his stool. The crowd proves it can be unappreciative, too. It boos Bonilla.

"That's the one thing I really feel bad about," says Chargin. "When you get a guy to substitute for you in the middle of the night and the people boo him."

Chargin, resplendent in baby blue, set off by a touch of gold jewelry and wavy silver hair, is in his customary seat: seccond row, aisle. This has been his command post since he moved from Oakland in 1966. From here he orchestrates fight night, calling out orders into his hot line, a red telephone he keeps under his seat.

All things considered, Chargin is having a pretty good night. Compared with Ben Lopez, he's having a great night.

In a quarter of an hour, Lopez will make his debut. Now he's in the catacombs, the dank, decrepit warren of dressing rooms. The walls are covered with blistered yellow paint; hot-water pipes along the low ceilings provide the most inspiring decoration. The showers don't drain, and it seems that fresh air hasn't breezed through since the place was a hole in the ground.

Now in Room 5, a cell 10 feet long and perhaps four feet wide, Lopez is warming up. Muche holds out his right hand and Lopez pounds it. He jabs, he throws combinations, he grunts, he breaks a sweat, he makes a hell of a racket. And all the while, Arturo Leon, a warhorse who is to lose to Cubanito Perez, a fine prospect, in the 10-round lightweight main event, is asleep on a Formica counter top six feet away. He's stretched out from the sink to the wall, covered by his robe, using his gym bag for a pillow.

A voice tells Lopez the world is ready for him. He pulls a ratty black robe over his ratty white trunks and walks up the steps and down the aisle toward his dreams. A kid named Steve Sotelo, who was victorious in his pro debut a couple of weeks back at the Olympic, is taking the same walk.

Lopez acquits himself nicely in the first couple of minutes. He moves, he jabs, he stuns Sotelo. Then, with 15 seconds left in the first round, Sotelo connects with two rights and a left, and Lopez is knocked down. He's up at eight and holds on until the bell. Thirty-two seconds into the second round, Lopez is defenseless in Sotelo's corner. Almost before it began, Lopez' pro debut is over. He's led back to his cell.

He sits in a chair in a corner and Muche stands over him. This was a class, Muche explains; you went to school, and it's time to review what was learned.

"You had the guy on the ropes and you let him off," Muche says. "Then you stood there and he tagged you."

"Why'd they stop it?" Lopez asks.

"It ain't like the old days," Muche says. "A couple a punches and they stop the fight. You ain't hurt, are you?"

"No," Lopez says.

"O.K., it might be a good lesson for you, then," Muche says. "You got knocked on your ass, and it's a painful lesson, but at least you didn't get hurt."

"I didn't even know I was down until I got up," Lopez says. "I never felt the punch hit me."

"You took your shots, but there ain't no disgrace in that," Muche says. "Now you got to go to school. You got to work harder. You ought to be in the gym every day. This is when we find out whether you want it or not. One win don't make you a champ. One loss don't make you a bum. This is life in the raw right here. Now we find out what you're made of."

And that is exactly how they have been doing it here, at 18th and South Grand in downtown Los Angeles, for the last 57 years.
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By Steve Kim

"Good evening fight fans and welcome to the Grand Olympic Auditorium." It was something that announcer Jimmy Lennon must have said thousands of times before each Thursday night fight card at the old Los Angeles fight arena.

Golden Boy Promotions — now there is a nickname synonymous with L.A. boxing — hopes to bring back regular fight cards to the Grand Olympic Auditorium beginning on Jan. 16th, featuring numerous high octane fighters like WBC junior featherweight champion Oscar Larios that will be shown on HBO Latino, a Spanish language version of the popular subscription cable network.

In less than three weeks, those old creaky doors are going to open and thousands of people will be mulling through the halls of the most famous fight arena in the world.

Yes, the most famous boxing facility is not Madison Square Garden, which had its boxing arena leveled long ago and replaced with a building made solely for basketball, not boxing. And it's not the Blue Horizon a true boxing arena made in 1961, but not nearly as old as the Grand Olympic Auditorium.

Olympic Games in Los Angeles

Built in 1932, for the Olympic games being held in Los Angeles for the first time, the 70-year-old Grand Olympic Auditorium has more stories and ghosts than a Halloween night in a Civil War cemetery.

"You know Jack Dempsey shoveled out the first dirt out there," said Johnny Ortiz, a boxing radio columnist who has seen fighters come and go at the Olympic since the late 1940s. "Dempsey's picture used to hang on the outside of the wall facing the freeway."

Dempsey had retired when the Los Angeles fight arena was erected, but many other Hall of Fame fighters stepped in between the ropes at the arena located on 1801 S. Grand Ave. and Washington Blvd.

Roster of Greats

"The Brown Bomber" Joe Louis fought there. So did Sugar Ray Robinson who is considered the greatest fighter of all time. Others who stepped on the fight apron there included Henry Armstrong, Baby Arizmendi, Richie Lemos, Chalky Wright, Manuel Ortiz, Lauro Salas, Art Aragon, Jerry Quarry, Mando Ramos, Raul Rojas and Enrique Bolanos to name a few.

"Bolanos was bigger in L.A. than Oscar De La Hoya, Sugar Shane Mosley and Fernando Vargas put together. Men, women and kids loved him. Everybody liked him. He was such an idol and very modest," said Ortiz, who once co-owned the world famous Main Street Gym. "Bolanos was one of the most popular fighters at the Olympic. And of course Art (the Golden Boy) Aragon, they hated him because he beat Bolanos. I remember I cried when Bolanos lost to Aragon."

From the Depression era to the 1970s, boxing was at the forefront of sports in Los Angeles and the Grand Olympic Auditorium regularly had sold-out crowds at the brown colored construction that fit more than 10,400 in its seats and most all of them were excellent for viewing professional and amateur fights.

Who could forget Sugar Ramos and Mando Ramos tangling with each other in a 10-round bout Aug. 7, 1970. Sugar was a Cuban fighter who migrated to Mexico. He won the featherweight title than lost it to Vicente Saldivar in the mid-'60s. Then he moved up to lightweight where he faced numerous lightweight greats including Wilmington's Mando Ramos, who had just recently lost the 135-pound crown.

Or what about Lauro Salas' two world championship bouts against Jimmy Carter as they split two fights in battles for the lightweight crown. The third fight took place in Chicago where Carter won the rubber match in 1952.

Perhaps you remember Richie Sandoval fighting some 10-rounders at the Olympic in 1983 then bursting on the world scene with a surprising TKO victory over Joltin' Jeff Chandler, who was the bantamweight world champion and seen as invincible at the time after a four-year reign.
The roster of champions and great fighters who fought at the Olympic is seemingly endless.

Gamblers and Fight Fans Haven

Bill O'Neill, a former boxing journalist now living in Riverside, said he remembers a regular cast of spectators who were as colorful as any of the fighters who entered the ring.

"There was a section in the bottom where all of the gamblers sat," said O'Neill, adding that when television began airing the Olympic Auditorium fights in the '60s, promoter Aileen Eaton had all of the gamblers seated in a tight section out of the television cameras viewing range, lest the viewers and law enforcement officials see cash passing hand to hand.

Former Olympic Auditorium favorite Armando Muniz, whose fights attracted thousands of fans to the corner arena, realizes times have changed the fight fans themselves.

"People have been trained to watch boxing on TV. Real boxing fans watch boxing in a real arena. The Olympic was the last thing like it was in the old days," said Muniz, who fought more than two dozen times at the old arena. "There were a legion of fans, TV or not, that went every week. It was like an addiction. The gamblers, beer drinkers, fight followers and ex-professional fighters would be there every week. It was something else."

Some parents brought their kids to the fights who could be seen running through the halls of the arena. One of those kids was Oscar De La Hoya, whose father Joel fought at the Olympic. Who knew he would later become one of the greatest fighters in Los Angeles history?

Memorable Fights

One of O'Neill's most memorable moments was watching a young up-and-coming Smoking Joe Frazier fight against Olympic Auditorium veteran George "Scrap Iron" Johnson on May 4, 1967.

"It was probably the only time Joe Frazier ever went on his bicycle," said O'Neill who laughed at the thought of seeing Frazier boxing instead of plowing through an opponent. "Everyone thought Old Scrap Iron wouldn't last long because he couldn't move very well. Well Scrap Iron had no inclination to run. He just stood there taking and giving all Joe Frazier could handle and made Joe move."

Bennie Georgino, a former boxing trainer and manager for world champions Alberto Davila, Danny "Little Red" Lopez and Jaime Garza, also boxed as an amateur at the famous arena.

"People would fill up the arena to see the amateurs as well," Georgino said. "You could win some money fighting amateurs."

Willy Silva, boxing manager in Mira Loma, said his greatest recollection at the Grand Olympic happened when Pipino Cuevas fought Harold Weston on Mar. 4, 1978 in defense of his welterweight title.

"It was an incredible fight. Pipino Cuevas beat Harold Weston that night," said Silva, who was a huge Cuevas fan. "But outside, there were 5,000 people trying to get in. They had to call the fire department and shoot their water hoses at the people. It was a riot out there in the parking lot."

Leonard Castillon, a long-time fight fan, recalled seeing some world champions like Speedy Dado, Richie Lemos and Manuel Ortiz perform at the Olympic.

"Speedy Dado was a little guy. He used to dress real fancy. Always had great clothes," Castillon, 87, said. "Manuel Ortiz was a hell of a fighter. He would hardly ever fight real hard. He was too good. He just did enough to beat you by decision. But if you hurt him, oooh, that was it. He would punish you. And he could hit hard. You could hear his punches way up in the top. That's where I used to sit."

Hollywood Calling

Georgino was a pal of L.A. boxing great Aragon and recalls seeing some of Hollywood's greatest starlets with their arms under his.

"Art Aragon was as famous as any movie star in his time. Oh what a character he is," said Georgino, who owned a bar near the arena and across the street from the now defunct Herald-Examiner newspaper. "The beat writers, boxers, managers, promoters all used to stop by my bar for a drink or a sandwich. Those times will never come back again."

Luis Magana, a former publicist for the Olympic Auditorium, said he would often get calls from movie stars like George Raft, Tony Curtis or Kirk Douglas.

"Whenever Kirk Douglas had a movie coming out he would call and ask for a front row seat where the camera would show him," said Magana, now in his '90s. "I always knew when he had a new movie out because he would be sitting there in front of the camera."

It was a great time in sports history and it's a great opportunity for boxing fans to visit the historic arena and take in actual prizefights.

Roy Englebrecht, spokesman for Golden Boy Promotions, said Oscar De La Hoya will be in attendance. For those wishing to have a special reception with De La Hoya, a VIP package can be obtained for $195 and $495 and includes two tickets, and an autographed boxing glove. The VIP tickets can be purchased by calling (213) 489-5631.

Regular tickets run from $15 to $100 and can be purchased at Ticketmaster or by calling the number above.

A Few Sold-out Olympic Fights of the Past

Baby Arizmendi vs. Chalky Wright — both Mexican-born fighters were dominant fighters in their time. Arizmendi beat Wright twice, first by fourth round knockout in Mexico City on Feb. 2, 1932, then by 10-round decision in Los Angeles in Oct. 5, 1937.

Chalky Wright vs. Richie Lemos — both former world champions made Los Angeles their home base. Before a home crowd, Wright knocked out Lemos in six on Feb. 3, 1942.

Manuel Ortiz vs. Carlos Chavez series — They fought five times between 1941 and 1946. Ortiz, the greatest bantamweight of all-time, won twice, drew twice and lost once to the valiant Chavez. All of their fights took place in Los Angeles.

Enrique Bolanos vs. Art Aragon — It was Bolanos the favorite of Mexican born fans versus Aragon the Mexican-American fighter. Aragon proved too much and stopped Bolanos in 12 rounds on Feb. 14, 1950, then stopped him in three rounds on July 18 of the same year. Both fights took place in the Olympic.

Carlos Palomino vs. Armando Muniz — On Jan. 22, 1977, the two best Los Angeles welterweights finally met. On the line was the undisputed welterweight title. Palomino won by TKO in the 15th round.
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You guys have been immersed by such exciting history, and talented men.
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Robinson wrote:You guys have been immersed by such exciting history, and talented men.
Thanks Robby.
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