
Randy, I'd it for you

Hope those drums weren't too noisy, Frankie.kikibalt wrote:
My brother in-law, Danny, my late sister, Mary Ellen, Connie and me
News year's eve, 1963, at the Comet Nite Club,
Norwalk Bl., Los Nietos, Ca.
Not at all, Bennie, remember I was young then.....bennie wrote:Hope those drums weren't too noisy, Frankie.kikibalt wrote:
My brother in-law, Danny, my late sister, Mary Ellen, Connie and me
News year's eve, 1963, at the Comet Nite Club,
Norwalk Bl., Los Nietos, Ca.
Bennie, I always liked Larry Holmes as well. I've always felt he was vastly underrated as a heavyweight champion. He had a somewhat unlikeable personality at times and that, coupled with his remark about Rocky Marciano, more or less sealed his fate as a popular fighter. He was put in a couple of compromising positions. Attempting to break Marciano's 49-0 record put him a bad light with fans and the overall boxing community, which I always felt was unfair. I thought he beat Michael Spinks in both fights and should have remained undefeated. Also, he was put in the uncomfortable position of defending his race when he was pitted against Gerry Cooney, who was equally uncomfortable as the "Great White Hope". It put a strain on both of them.bennie wrote:I always liked Larry as a fighter. His recuperative powers were something else.kikibalt wrote:Larry Holmes
"Larry"
By Diego
Nice photo Frank. I was young back then too. I was nine in 1963.kikibalt wrote:Not at all, Bennie, remember I was young then.....bennie wrote:Hope those drums weren't too noisy, Frankie.kikibalt wrote:
My brother in-law, Danny, my late sister, Mary Ellen, Connie and me
News year's eve, 1963, at the Comet Nite Club,
Norwalk Bl., Los Nietos, Ca.

Randy, we were all young back then, Danny, Mary Ellen and connie were about same age, 22 years old, while I was 27.....Randyman wrote:bennie wrote:Hope those drums weren't too noisy, Frankie.kikibalt wrote:
My brother in-law, Danny, my late sister, Mary Ellen, Connie and me
News year's eve, 1963, at the Comet Nite Club,
Norwalk Bl., Los Nietos, Ca.
Not at all, Bennie, remember I was young then.....
Nice photo Frank. I was young back then too. I was nine in 1963.
Randy
What a coincidence Frank. The other day when I posted that photo of my parents at the Avadon ballroom I was trying to think of the singer that everyone jokingly called my father but I just could not recall his name. It was Andy Russell. You must be telepathic.kikibalt wrote:I'll bet Hap can tell us some stories on Andy Russell
Andy Russell (singer)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Andy Russell (September 16, 1919-April 16, 1992) was an American popular vocalist, specializing in traditional pop and Latin music.
He was born Andrés Rabago Pérez in the Boyle Heights area of East Los Angeles. He was one of ten children (eight boys, two girls) born to parents who were Mexican immigrants of Spanish descent. Already as a teenager he had begun to perform as a vocalist and drummer with a local band headed by Don Ramon Cruz. In the early forties he Anglicized his name (Andy was obvious, but "Russell" was after the singer Russ Columbo). He became vocalist and drummer with the bands of Johnny Richards, Gus Arnheim, Sonny Dunham, and Alvino Rey. By 1944, he had become well enough regarded a pop vocalist to be featured on radio, and in the next year had his "Old Gold Show". He also signed on with Capitol Records.
His first charted hit was "Bésame Mucho" (Capitol #149, 1944). The same year he had his biggest hit, which became his signature tune, "Amor" (Capitol #156, with the flip side "The Day After Forever") from the film "Broadway Rhythm". He had two more hits that year: "What a Difference a Day Made" (Capitol #167, paired with "Don't You Notice Anything New?") and "I Dream of You"/"Magic Is Moonlight" (Capitol #175). He had another big hit in 1946 with "I Can't Begin to Tell You" (Capitol #221) from the film "The Dolly Sisters." This became the fourth top ten seller in the country for Russell in less than two years and the big time was calling. The next big hit came later in 1946: a two-sided hit with "Laughing on the Outside" and "They Say It's Wonderful" (from the Broadway show Annie Get Your Gun) (Capitol #252). His next hit was "Pretending" (Capitol #271, backed with "Who Do You Love") was another top-ten seller. He was also invited to Hollywood and screen tested for motion pictures. In 1946 he appeared in The Stork Club and Breakfast In Hollywood. He was on the soundtrack of Walt Disney's Make Mine Music, and appeared in the picture Copacabana the next year.
In 1946, the people running the pop music radio program Your Hit Parade asked him to take the place of Frank Sinatra (Sinatra returned in 1947). This led to increased popularity for the singer.
Russell appeared in the new medium, television, in the early 1950s on Your Show of Shows with Sid Caesar on NBC, but continued to record, though less frequently. By 1952, Russell's hits had stopped coming, so Capitol Records lost interest in him as a hit making pop star. Especially, as the rock 'n roll age was beginning to dawn, Capitol (like the other major labels) began to look on with negative feeling. Russell realized at this point in time that was still quite popular in Mexico, so he began to spend time there performing for his fans. He occasionally recorded for RCA Victor Records in the mid 1950s.
In the late 1950s Russell moved to Mexico City and later to Argentina. In the latter country, he had a successful television variety show that ran for seven years. In the mid-1960s, he moved back to the United States for a time and went back to Capitol, making a few LP albums. He also made some LPs for the Argentine market that were well received. Though he continued to appear and perform, by the mid eighties he was generally forgotten. Exceptions to this rule were his 1967 Capitol singles "It's Such a Pretty World Today" and "I'm Still Not Through Missing You", which achieved top ten status on Billboard's Easy Listening chart.
He died in Sun City, Arizona. He was buried in the Loma Vista Memorial Park in Fullerton, California.

Great photo, Randy, about the six pack, don't feel bad and don't worry, it happens to best of us....Randyman wrote:
Frank, this photo was taken in 1973. I was 19 at the time. My six pack is now a keg.
Randy
Randy looks like The Incredible Hulk - after he's calmed down (the Hulk).kikibalt wrote:Great photo, Randy, about the six pack, don't feel bad and don't worry, it happens to best of us....Randyman wrote:
Frank, this photo was taken in 1973. I was 19 at the time. My six pack is now a keg.
Randy..
Bruce, here's an article and video trailer on the movie. I'm still waiting on it myself.kikibalt wrote:
It is my understanding that the Primo Carnera movie "Carnera" was released earlier in the year, has anyone seen it or know anything about it; worth tracking down for a look?
Bobbin & Weavin


Randyman wrote: What a coincidence Frank. The other day when I posted that photo of my parents at the Avadon ballroom I was trying to think of the singer that everyone jokingly called my father but I just could not recall his name. It was Andy Russell. You must be telepathic.
Frank, knowing what we know about Keeny, you have to wonder if he was really sick or if that was just the "official" story.kikibalt wrote:
RandyRandyman wrote:
Rog, I thought you might enjoy this old family photo. This was my great aunt's wedding in East Los Angeles, Boyle Heights, to be exact, circa 1934. The woman to the left of the bride is my maternal grandmother Mary. Her husband, my maternal grandfather Augustine "Augie" Osuna is fourth from the left. The rest are various great aunts and uncles from my mothers side of the family. The little girl in the front is my aunt Bea. She became the wife of Ray "Wild Red" Robles
I would appreciate it if someone would let me know if this photo actually shows up on the thread. The last time I attempted to post a photo it showed on my screen but not on the thread.
Randy
Another film noir. I don't care how smart the Martians are. If they land here a 1000 years from now after everyone is gone,they won't be able to figure a thing out.Randyman wrote:
This is my uncle Gilbert Salazar De La O. He fought as an amateur in the 1940's. He also fought in the Army winning a featherweight title of some type while in Germany. He is now retired and living in Arizona. One of many fighters in my family. I believe this photo was taken somewhere in east Los Angeles.
Rog, you write like you paint. Beautifully, poetically and with heart. I was picturing the fight as I was reading. You brought it back, if only for a brief moment. Margarito was not going to lose that night. He had already made up his mind. On that night, he might have beaten just about anyone.dagosd2000 wrote:BEAT HIM LIKE A MEXICAN
Remember when Margarito beat Cotto? I don't know how it was bet,but a lot of the smart boys said Miguel had too much in the skill department for Tony.Besides Cotto was tough,a good puncher,and was undefeated. He'd beaten some good boys too like Sugar Shane. If I remember, Miguel was the favorite.
So what chance did Tony have? He psyched out Kermit Citron,started slow against Paul Williams running out of rounds to pass him up. But why was Tony having trouble getting fights.? Pretty Boy wanted something softer. Oscar didn't want to risk it. I read an article in a Mexican paper making a comparision with Mantequilla Napoles. When Jose was a lightweight and junior welter,he heard all the excuses. Laguna disn't want to fight a "cousin". Ortiz hemmed and hawed , and Lopopollo wanted to fight him at his brother's pizzeria in Rome.
Well Parnassus finally realized all the dough he could make with all the fans on both sides of the border who eat "maiz". Jose lasted a long time and wound up in the Hall Of Fame. Now Tony's wearing the welter belt.
Back to the night he beat Cotto. I think a lot of us were caught up in the moment after that fight. A great fight. I remember Frank said Tony"beat him like Mexican." Leave it to Frank to call it. So what did that phrase mean? I shared that comment with my Mexican friends in San Diego and across the border. They laughed in agreement.
OK Tony you're the underdog. Cotto's a technician. You know Tony ,you're balance could be better. You need to work on that jab more. You don't slip punches that well either. But Tony comes forward. He doesn't mind getting hit if he can deliver his attack. Tony knows the boxer will start fast against him. But Tony won't get tired. His determination gets stronger as the fight goes on. He's a stalker. His face shows the punishment he's taken. He's no Floyd Pretty Boy or one of the Sugar Rays. Duran and Chavez he reminds us of. The punches come from over the top,around the sides,and up from underneath.
The fight was even before the end. But in the corner you could see the worry on Cotto's face.
"Doesn't this guy have a slower gear?" "He's taken my best shots and he's still comin' after me."
Then Margarito broke him. His will,then the body. That night Tony didn't hit Miguel with punches. He hit him with iron cables. He hit him with fence posts and shovels. You can't beat a guy who hits you with a shovel.
Miguel,that night you would of had to have had a sawed off shotgun hidden in your trunks if you wanted a chance to beat Margarito. It probably wouldn't have been enough. That night Tony knew he was going to give you a beatin'. Miguel when your legs collapsed from under you finally,you didn't have enough strength to pull out that shotgun even if you had one.
It was a lifelong struggle for Keeny. It doesn't take away from who he was as a man. But it saddens me, and everyone that knew him, especially his family, that he led such a hard life. For some reason a lot of the Chicano fighters that came out of Los Angeles ended up with some type of problem. Alcoholism, drugs, broke, homeless or punchy. There was always a sad ending.kikibalt wrote:Randy,
The Diaz fight was Keeny's last, at that time he was living in San Jose, but I heard the story about the Chargin split at the gym (Teamsters), what hurt was that he was telling everybody that he was off the drugs, it turns out that he got a fix the day of the Diaz fight. But that been said, I still liked Keeny as a person, later on I used to see him everytime that Frankie or Tony fought as he would come and root'em on.
Below is Keeny's record
Keeny Teran
Alias Ignacio Teran
Country USA
Global Id 74837
Division Flyweight
Born 1932-04-10
Died 1995-02-11
Stance Orthodox
Career Record © http://www.boxrec.com
Date Opponent Location Result
1955-05-18 Memo Diez Hollywood, USA L KO 3
1955-04-09 Henry 'Pappy' Gault Hollywood, USA W TKO 2
1955-03-15 Hugh Riley San Jose, USA W KO 7
1955-03-05 Buddy Baggett Hollywood, USA W PTS 10
1955-02-05 Johnny Ortega Hollywood, USA W TKO 10
1955-01-08 Billy Peacock Hollywood, USA L TKO 7
1954-09-28 Walter Caldwell San Jose, USA W PTS 10
1954-07-05 Kildo Martinez Los Angeles, USA W UD 10
1954-06-29 Tommy Rhett San Jose, USA W KO 4
1954-06-08 Johnny Ortega San Jose, USA W PTS 10
1953-04-21 Jesse Mongia Los Angeles, USA L KO 4
1952-12-09 Tommy Umeda Los Angeles, USA W UD 10
1952-06-24 Tommy Umeda Los Angeles, USA L TKO 7
1952-04-22 Tommy Umeda Los Angeles, USA W UD 10
1952-03-18 Nick Sanders Los Angeles, USA W TKO 5
1952-03-07 Johnny Ortega Hollywood, USA W PTS 10
1952-02-26 Hugh Riley Los Angeles, USA W TKO 6
1951-12-18 Tommy Rhett Los Angeles, USA W TKO 4
1951-11-14 Bobby Garza Los Angeles, USA W UD 6
1951-10-02 Manuel Hernandez Los Angeles, USA W TKO 3
1951-08-28 Billy Evans Los Angeles, USA W TKO 3
1951-08-21 Tommy Umeda Los Angeles, USA W SD 6
1951-07-27 Sammy Garcia Hollywood, USA W TKO 4
1951-06-22 Gil Cadilli Hollywood, USA D PTS 6
1951-06-12 Armando Felix Los Angeles, USA W TKO 4
1951-06-08 Rosie Caballero Hollywood, USA W TKO 2
1951-05-25 Armando Felix Hollywood, USA W PTS 4
1951-04-20 Armando Felix Hollywood, USA W UD 4
1951-04-17 Nick Ramos Los Angeles, USA W KO 1
1951-03-20 Nick Ramos Los Angeles, USA W TKO 3
Record to Date
Won 25 (KOs 14) Lost 4 Drawn 1 Total 30
Thanks RandyRandyman wrote:Rog, you write like you paint. Beautifully, poetically and with heart. I was picturing the fight as I was reading. You brought it back, if only for a brief moment. Margarito was not going to lose that night. He had already made up his mind. On that night, he might have beaten just about anyone.dagosd2000 wrote:BEAT HIM LIKE A MEXICAN
Remember when Margarito beat Cotto? I don't know how it was bet,but a lot of the smart boys said Miguel had too much in the skill department for Tony.Besides Cotto was tough,a good puncher,and was undefeated. He'd beaten some good boys too like Sugar Shane. If I remember, Miguel was the favorite.
So what chance did Tony have? He psyched out Kermit Citron,started slow against Paul Williams running out of rounds to pass him up. But why was Tony having trouble getting fights.? Pretty Boy wanted something softer. Oscar didn't want to risk it. I read an article in a Mexican paper making a comparision with Mantequilla Napoles. When Jose was a lightweight and junior welter,he heard all the excuses. Laguna disn't want to fight a "cousin". Ortiz hemmed and hawed , and Lopopollo wanted to fight him at his brother's pizzeria in Rome.
Well Parnassus finally realized all the dough he could make with all the fans on both sides of the border who eat "maiz". Jose lasted a long time and wound up in the Hall Of Fame. Now Tony's wearing the welter belt.
Back to the night he beat Cotto. I think a lot of us were caught up in the moment after that fight. A great fight. I remember Frank said Tony"beat him like Mexican." Leave it to Frank to call it. So what did that phrase mean? I shared that comment with my Mexican friends in San Diego and across the border. They laughed in agreement.
OK Tony you're the underdog. Cotto's a technician. You know Tony ,you're balance could be better. You need to work on that jab more. You don't slip punches that well either. But Tony comes forward. He doesn't mind getting hit if he can deliver his attack. Tony knows the boxer will start fast against him. But Tony won't get tired. His determination gets stronger as the fight goes on. He's a stalker. His face shows the punishment he's taken. He's no Floyd Pretty Boy or one of the Sugar Rays. Duran and Chavez he reminds us of. The punches come from over the top,around the sides,and up from underneath.
The fight was even before the end. But in the corner you could see the worry on Cotto's face.
"Doesn't this guy have a slower gear?" "He's taken my best shots and he's still comin' after me."
Then Margarito broke him. His will,then the body. That night Tony didn't hit Miguel with punches. He hit him with iron cables. He hit him with fence posts and shovels. You can't beat a guy who hits you with a shovel.
Miguel,that night you would of had to have had a sawed off shotgun hidden in your trunks if you wanted a chance to beat Margarito. It probably wouldn't have been enough. That night Tony knew he was going to give you a beatin'. Miguel when your legs collapsed from under you finally,you didn't have enough strength to pull out that shotgun even if you had one.
To beat him like a Mexican, is to fight like a Mexican. Mexicans are the ultimate underdogs. They spend their lives coming from behind, in the ring or outside of it. Not always winning. Not always the most skilled, not always the fastest or the cleverest but always in the game, sometimes crudely, but always swinging, always trying. To fight like a Mexican is to fight honestly, without the bullshit that has become so much a part of boxing. There is no trickery, no attempt to steal rounds. They fight in the purest sense. It's no secret that when you have beaten a Mexican fighter you have accomplished something.
Randy