Thanks Rog, I swear, I knew it was Quarry. Just double checking!!
Randy
I remember years ago when Monday Night Football was trying to find a replacement for Don Meredith who quit the show. They went for a while with Alex Karras. One night Karras is up there with Gifford and Cosell and you can tell he's drunk. He's slurring his speech and is saying some things about women that are borderline. All the while he's huffin' and puffin' on this big stogie. Finally Cosell turns to him with that pompous arrogance and says,"Alex,don't you realize that by constanlly smoking your cigar,you're making breathing matters in the booth very difficult?"Seamus wrote:About 2 yrs ago, a buddy and I did a historical photo shoot around Gary. The cops pulled us over because they thought we were lost, but they were polite and we just told them what we were doing. He was from around 17th-Pennsylvania.
Alex Karras was from the East Side of Gary as well. Emerson High School.
Love it.dagosd2000 wrote:I remember years ago when Monday Night Football was trying to find a replacement for Don Meredith who quit the show. They went for a while with Alex Karras. One night Karras is up there with Gifford and Cosell and you can tell he's drunk. He's slurring his speech and is saying some things about women that are borderline. All the while he's huffin' and puffin' on this big stogie. Finally Cosell turns to him with that pompous arrogance and says,"Alex,don't you realize that by constanlly smoking your cigar,you're making breathing matters in the booth very difficult?"Seamus wrote:About 2 yrs ago, a buddy and I did a historical photo shoot around Gary. The cops pulled us over because they thought we were lost, but they were polite and we just told them what we were doing. He was from around 17th-Pennsylvania.
Alex Karras was from the East Side of Gary as well. Emerson High School.
"Oh," says Karras."I'll put it out then."
Karras takes a big drag on this torpedo,moves his face in front of Howard's, and exhales right in his face.
Karras has this smirk on his face and says,"Is that better ,Howard?"
Gifford is trying not to break up. First time I saw Cosell speachless.
Thats a sick joke dude!!dagosd2000 wrote:Randy De La O has been nice enough to offer to put some of my paintings on his Web Page. I sent him Napoles,Aragon,and Quarry. He emailed me back asking me if that was Jerry for sure. I think when Frank first posted that painting,Bennie wondered also. Frank replied,"Well that's what Dago said."
Funny how everyone sees things their own way. I swear that's how Quarry looked to me that day. I work next to a gal who married this guy and she's telling me all her girlfriends thought her husband was ugly. She couldn't understand it. She thought he was drop dead for looks.
Which reminds me of this joke. Three nuns die and are ready to enter heaven. St. Peter is there and asks each nun if they have one last wish before going through the Pearly Gates.
Well the first nun says,"I'd like to have sex with Brad Pitt."
St. Peter says,"Yes,I can understand why. He's very good looking."
The second nun says,"I want to have sex with Leonardo De Caprio."
St. Peter says,"Yes,I can understand that. He's very popular with the ladies."
Well the third nun says,"I want to have sex with Frank Baltazar."
St. Peter scratches his head and says to her,"Frank Baltazar. Never heard of him. I can understand the other requests,but who is Frank Baltazar?"
The nun replied,"I don't know who he is either,but all I heard down on Earth was 'F#ck Frank Baltazar."
i apologize if i offended you. rogkikibalt wrote:Thats a sick joke dude!!dagosd2000 wrote:Randy De La O has been nice enough to offer to put some of my paintings on his Web Page. I sent him Napoles,Aragon,and Quarry. He emailed me back asking me if that was Jerry for sure. I think when Frank first posted that painting,Bennie wondered also. Frank replied,"Well that's what Dago said."
Funny how everyone sees things their own way. I swear that's how Quarry looked to me that day. I work next to a gal who married this guy and she's telling me all her girlfriends thought her husband was ugly. She couldn't understand it. She thought he was drop dead for looks.
Which reminds me of this joke. Three nuns die and are ready to enter heaven. St. Peter is there and asks each nun if they have one last wish before going through the Pearly Gates.
Well the first nun says,"I'd like to have sex with Brad Pitt."
St. Peter says,"Yes,I can understand why. He's very good looking."
The second nun says,"I want to have sex with Leonardo De Caprio."
St. Peter says,"Yes,I can understand that. He's very popular with the ladies."
Well the third nun says,"I want to have sex with Frank Baltazar."
St. Peter scratches his head and says to her,"Frank Baltazar. Never heard of him. I can understand the other requests,but who is Frank Baltazar?"
The nun replied,"I don't know who he is either,but all I heard down on Earth was 'F#ck Frank Baltazar."
Rick,Rick Farris wrote:Lawn Mowers, Sweaters and the Olympic Auditorium . . .
When Aileen Eaton was promoting at the Olympic Auditorium in the late 60's, she had a brilliant idea, one that would save her hundreds and make her thousands. She pitted amateur boxers in two bouts that would open the show for her televised thursday night pro cards. She called it her "Youth Development Program" and from this came a number of world class pros, most who'd start their careers with a a built-in following at the Olympic. There were a few perks to fighting in those Olympic amateur bouts and I know this having been somebody who fought on those cards. For one thing, you got to fight on TV, you also were given five bucks "gas money" (which would fill the tank of my old '55 Ford Pick-up, and also buy me quart of oil.) But the best part was a gift from the sponsor, MacLain Lawn Mowers, who would give the winners of the bout a lawn mower or an edger. Another Sponsor was Richard's Clothes for men on Spring St. who would also give the fighters Alpaca sweaters. I ended up with a closet full of sweaters, but never got my lawn mower, although I won three of my four bouts fought in the YDP part of the show. I remember being a bit disappointed not getting a lawn mower (although I hated cutting grass). My manager Johnny Flores said, "Just take the sweater and be happy for the win", which I did. Johnny always had a couple new lawn mowers and edgers in his garage.![]()
-Rick Farris
Apology accepted.dagosd2000 wrote:i apologize if i offended you. rogkikibalt wrote:Thats a sick joke dude!!dagosd2000 wrote:Randy De La O has been nice enough to offer to put some of my paintings on his Web Page. I sent him Napoles,Aragon,and Quarry. He emailed me back asking me if that was Jerry for sure. I think when Frank first posted that painting,Bennie wondered also. Frank replied,"Well that's what Dago said."
Funny how everyone sees things their own way. I swear that's how Quarry looked to me that day. I work next to a gal who married this guy and she's telling me all her girlfriends thought her husband was ugly. She couldn't understand it. She thought he was drop dead for looks.
Which reminds me of this joke. Three nuns die and are ready to enter heaven. St. Peter is there and asks each nun if they have one last wish before going through the Pearly Gates.
Well the first nun says,"I'd like to have sex with Brad Pitt."
St. Peter says,"Yes,I can understand why. He's very good looking."
The second nun says,"I want to have sex with Leonardo De Caprio."
St. Peter says,"Yes,I can understand that. He's very popular with the ladies."
Well the third nun says,"I want to have sex with Frank Baltazar."
St. Peter scratches his head and says to her,"Frank Baltazar. Never heard of him. I can understand the other requests,but who is Frank Baltazar?"
The nun replied,"I don't know who he is either,but all I heard down on Earth was 'F#ck Frank Baltazar."
Scarface?! Well, it's a litle beat up but I didn't think it was that bad. Maybe you were looking too hard at Yori Boy Campas. Now that face is like a well-chewed caramel. Incidentally, I can't take credit for these photos, these were the work of Dawn Paradis, Rick's cousin who lives in Florida. An outstanding photographer and an even nicer person.kikibalt wrote:Photos by Scarface
Sorry Dan, but Bennie said that was your name from now on.....![]()
The bout that made history. Yori Boy Campas defending his IBF Jr.
Middleweight title against Pedro Ortega and the first world title fight
being officiated by a female referee. Gwen Adair.
Carlos Ortiz and Rick Farris
Rick Farris and Gwen Adair
Marvin Johnson and Yaqui Lopez
Frank . . . I say to hell with the AAU also, however, I still want my lawn mower. Tell you what, if you can make it happen I'll cut your grass once in awhile.kikibalt wrote:Rick,Rick Farris wrote:Lawn Mowers, Sweaters and the Olympic Auditorium . . .
When Aileen Eaton was promoting at the Olympic Auditorium in the late 60's, she had a brilliant idea, one that would save her hundreds and make her thousands. She pitted amateur boxers in two bouts that would open the show for her televised thursday night pro cards. She called it her "Youth Development Program" and from this came a number of world class pros, most who'd start their careers with a a built-in following at the Olympic. There were a few perks to fighting in those Olympic amateur bouts and I know this having been somebody who fought on those cards. For one thing, you got to fight on TV, you also were given five bucks "gas money" (which would fill the tank of my old '55 Ford Pick-up, and also buy me quart of oil.) But the best part was a gift from the sponsor, MacLain Lawn Mowers, who would give the winners of the bout a lawn mower or an edger. Another Sponsor was Richard's Clothes for men on Spring St. who would also give the fighters Alpaca sweaters. I ended up with a closet full of sweaters, but never got my lawn mower, although I won three of my four bouts fought in the YDP part of the show. I remember being a bit disappointed not getting a lawn mower (although I hated cutting grass). My manager Johnny Flores said, "Just take the sweater and be happy for the win", which I did. Johnny always had a couple new lawn mowers and edgers in his garage.![]()
-Rick Farris
For the last couple of years of the "Youth Development Program" I did the matchmaking for the program, Howie Steindler was the first MM, then he turn it over to Felix Villareal, for some reason Villareal left and it was turn back to Howie who didn't want to do it, he didn't want to fight the AAU who was giving him a hard time because the AAU didn't want amateurs fighting in a pro card, so he call me and ask if I would do it, I told "sure I'll do it, the hell with the
Frank
Fantastic. This reminds me of the time I drove to Manchester to watch Calzaghe-Lacy at the MEN Arena and cruised into Manchester around 3pm, with several hours to spare before the show. What do you do when you need to kill time? Well, a woman would go shopping but I went looking for a nice friendly pub. Bear in mind this was Salford in Manchester, an area where "nice and friendly" rather jars and where it is not really advisable to start sniffing around in pubs looking for a chat (I like to chat when I'm drinking; I can't just stare at a pint glass). Anyway, I entered one located on a busy road near where I'd parked the car and sunk a pint at the bar. I occasionally (very occasionally) had a little glance round to check out the clienetele. There were groups of men in there - friends - and they were just enjoying the football on the big screen and minding their own business. There was nobody at the bar but me. I thanked the landlord and went trekking anew. Further up the main road, a dingy little road went off it, and right at the bottom of this side road I could see a pub sign sticking out. All of a sudden, everything looked rough, barren, isolated. Sod it! I felt a bit braver for the pint I'd already sunk on an empty stomach and casually made my way down and walked into this 'local'. I couldn't believe it! The wall was covered in boxing photos, literally covered, and the locals didn't turn a hair at the sight of a stranger. There were people standing at the bar and I turned the conversation to the Calzaghe fight and to boxing in general, and several pints later I was booking myself into a hotel before heading for the MEN.kikibalt wrote:Photos by diego
Burke Emery trainer and manager of Art Hafey. Canadian Light Heavy Champ. Canadian Boxing Hall of Fame. Owner of Champ's Lounge. Best local bar around. and diego
dagosd2000 wrote:kikibalt wrote:Photos by Scarface
Sorry Dan, but Bennie said that was your name from now on.....![]()
The bout that made history. Yori Boy Campas defending his IBF Jr.
Middleweight title against Pedro Ortega and the first world title fight
being officiated by a female referee. Gwen Adair.
Carlos Ortiz and Rick Farris
Rick Farris and Gwen Adair
Marvin Johnson and Yaqui Lopez
Ortiz sure knew what he was doing in a ring. Crafty dude. Gave Battling Torres fits. Same with Laguna. Like a guy that knows the art of boxing.
You know Frank, The AAU was so corrupt, they tried to put the arm on Aileen Eaton, demanding she pay them to "allow" amateurs to box on her pro cards. When she refused, they sent letters to all of us who had fought on her cards telling us that if we continued to fight on professional cards from the Olympic, we'd be banned from fighting in the Golden Gloves. We all ignored the letter, and in 1970, Los Angeles lost it's Golden Gloves sanction. L.A. was forbidden from sending a team to the Golden Gloves National Tournament of Champions held in LAs Vegas that year. So, what did we do? Aileen staged a tournament of her own, to determine the best fighters. The tourney was called the "Diamond Belt" tourney. Those of us who won, went to Las Vegas, registered under a Henderson, Nevada address provided by one of our coaches, and entered the Nevada tornament, which was held in Las Vegas. The L.A. boys won 10 of the 12 weight classes, and went to the Nat'l tournament representing Nevada in the Nationals. This really pissed off the Nevada amateurs, who couldn't compete with the guys from L.A. But it was the only way we could make it to the Nationals. The L.A. boys came in thru the back door in 1970, my last year in the amateurs. A couple months later I made my pro debut, about a month before I graduated from high school. As you said Kiki, "to thell with the AAU".kikibalt wrote:Rick,Rick Farris wrote:Lawn Mowers, Sweaters and the Olympic Auditorium . . .
When Aileen Eaton was promoting at the Olympic Auditorium in the late 60's, she had a brilliant idea, one that would save her hundreds and make her thousands. She pitted amateur boxers in two bouts that would open the show for her televised thursday night pro cards. She called it her "Youth Development Program" and from this came a number of world class pros, most who'd start their careers with a a built-in following at the Olympic. There were a few perks to fighting in those Olympic amateur bouts and I know this having been somebody who fought on those cards. For one thing, you got to fight on TV, you also were given five bucks "gas money" (which would fill the tank of my old '55 Ford Pick-up, and also buy me quart of oil.) But the best part was a gift from the sponsor, MacLain Lawn Mowers, who would give the winners of the bout a lawn mower or an edger. Another Sponsor was Richard's Clothes for men on Spring St. who would also give the fighters Alpaca sweaters. I ended up with a closet full of sweaters, but never got my lawn mower, although I won three of my four bouts fought in the YDP part of the show. I remember being a bit disappointed not getting a lawn mower (although I hated cutting grass). My manager Johnny Flores said, "Just take the sweater and be happy for the win", which I did. Johnny always had a couple new lawn mowers and edgers in his garage.![]()
-Rick Farris
For the last couple of years of the "Youth Development Program" I did the matchmaking for the program, Howie Steindler was the first MM, then he turn it over to Felix Villareal, for some reason Villareal left and it was turn back to Howie who didn't want to do it, he didn't want to fight the AAU who was giving him a hard time because the AAU didn't want amateurs fighting in a pro card, so he call me and ask if I would do it, I told "sure I'll do it, the hell with the AAU"
El Gato wrote:Rick,
I had to laugh at the McClain Lawnmower story. I received 12 lawnmowers, 2 edgers and 1 lawn vacuum for being the best fighter of the night on 15 occasions. My garage looked like a lawnmower shop. They were really good machines. Under those circumstances I started a landscaping busines in Long Beach. I had 5 or 6 guys working for me. I had about 50 residential homes to care for and over 20 commercial buildings and 3 Catholic churches. I was making really good money. As a matter of fact, my older brother is still working as the head maintenance man of one of the churhes and is about ready to retire. All because of the McClain Lawnmowers.
Also I never knew you fought Claude Durden. He was my sparring partner for most of my championship fights. I paid him $10 a round and we usually went 5 rounds. He was my best sparring partner who made me work hard. He really got me in top shape. By the way, his daughter found me through the CBZ thread about a year ago. She gave me his phone number so I called him and we had a nice conversation talking about the good old days after 30 some years.
El Gato
Marvin Johnson will be inducted into the WBHOF this year along with Lennox Lewis, Pernall Whitaker and Greg Haugen. At last years's banquet, Dan Hanley interviewed Yaqui Lopez before our cameras and the result was nothing short of classic! Dan has a way of making these special warriors open up in a manner that overpowers anything you'll see on HBO. The truth is, you gotta KNOW boxing and boxers, and this is where Dan Hanley puts the cable guys to shame.kikibalt wrote:Photos by Scarface
Sorry Dan, but Bennie said that was your name from now on.....![]()
The bout that made history. Yori Boy Campas defending his IBF Jr.
Middleweight title against Pedro Ortega and the first world title fight
being officiated by a female referee. Gwen Adair.
Carlos Ortiz and Rick Farris
Rick Farris and Gwen Adair
Marvin Johnson and Yaqui Lopez

