kikibalt wrote:Come on over Roger, and we'll go have menudo con pata, then we'll go see the girls at Hank's, maybe play a little hanky panky with them....
You got time to get here, the menudo place don't open till nine... DD
Frank
Have you forgotten? I'm down here in San Diego. I only have an hour break. But since you have all this free time,you can come down here. The Adelita in TJ is open all night.
Hey dude!, what free time? I too work (albeit at home), I clean house, though Connie say I don't do a good job of it, do the laundry, btw, today is laundry day for me, go to the market, post office etc, etc.a on myself....
Yeah! one of these days we have to go to Adelita.....
Hey Frank
The Adelita has a Web Site. Check it out. See you soon.
Frank . . . I'm searching for a picture of a boxer who fought in the 40's out of San Francisco. His name was Vic Grupico.
He fought at the Hollywood Legion a couple times, not a big name.
If you know where I might find such a pic I'd appreciate the info.
Rick Farris wrote:Frank . . . I'm searching for a picture of a boxer who fought in the 40's out of San Francisco. His name was Vic Grupico.
He fought at the Hollywood Legion a couple times, not a big name.
If you know where I might find such a pic I'd appreciate the info.
residence San Francisco, California, United States
birth place San Francisco, CA
birth name Victor E. Grupico
stance southpaw
height 5′ 7″ / 170cm
won 28 (KO 7) + lost 12 (KO 2) + drawn 8 = 48
rounds boxed 295 : KO% 14.58
1948-06-21 142½ Arturo Barron 143 23-13-2
Arena, Ocean Park, California, United States L TKO 5 10
~ referee: Charley Randolph ~
Grupico was down for two nine-counts in the 5th round.
1948-03-17 135¼ Choforo Martinez 142 5-4-2
City Auditorium, Galveston, Texas, United States W PTS 10 10
1948-03-08 Johnny Dabbs 23-8-0
New Orleans, Louisiana, United States L PTS 8 8
1947-10-24 141 Bobby Yaeger 143 42-19-6
Legion Stadium, Hollywood, California, United States L UD 10 10
~ referee: Mushy Callahan 49-61 | judge: Lee Grossman 51-59 | judge: Billy Kershner 51-59 ~
Grupico was knocked down for no-count in the 8th round.
1947-09-11 141 Buster Tyler 143 32-10-1
Fort Hamilton Arena, Brooklyn, New York, United States L PTS 10 10
1947-08-04 Doug Carter 46-11-6
Newark, New Jersey, United States W PTS 8 8
1947-04-16 142 Bernard Docusen 143 35-1-4
Auditorium, Oakland, California, United States L PTS 10 10
~ referee: Billy Burke ~
Grupico was knocked down in the 1st round.
1947-03-14 136½ Rudy Cruz 136½ 20-1-0
Legion Stadium, Hollywood, California, United States L UD 10 10
~ referee: Billy Kershner 48-60 | judge: Dynamite Jackson 48½-59½ | judge: Mushy Callahan 49-59 ~
1946-12-20 136½ Larry Cisneros 135½ 61-11-3
Legion Stadium, Hollywood, California, United States L PTS 10 10
1946-10-18 136 Charlie 'Petey' Smith 134½ 39-20-4
Legion Stadium, Hollywood, California, United States W MD 10 10
~ referee: Johnny Indrisano 57½-52½ | judge: Frankie Van 59-51 | judge: Dynamite Jackson 55-55 ~
1946-08-26 138 Sonny Hill 135 23-10-4
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 10 10
1946-07-15 138 Jimmy Joyce 135½ 28-34-5
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 10 10
1946-06-21 138 Jimmy Joyce 135½ 28-33-5
Legion Stadium, Hollywood, California, United States W UD 10 10
~ referee: Charley Randolph ~
1946-05-06 138 Eddie Marcus 135 29-13-3
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States L PTS 10 10
1946-03-29 139 Genaro Rojo 140 26-14-4
Legion Stadium, Hollywood, California, United States L SD 10 10
~ referee: Abe Roth 51-59 | judge: Mushy Callahan 54-56 | judge: Dynamite Jackson 56½-53½ ~
1944-07-11 136 Kent Martinez 134 18-23-8
Olympic Auditorium, Los Angeles, California, United States W PTS 6 6
1944-01-17 138 Willie Joyce 139 48-7-7
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States L TKO 5 10
~ referee: Toby Irwin ~
1943-12-17 138 Ross Romero 144 12-5-3
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 10 10
1943-10-04 136 Tyree White 141 15-7-8
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W TKO 6 10
~ referee: Toby Irwin ~
1943-08-16 138 Ray Smith 147 13-2-5
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States D PTS 10 10
1943-05-31 Ray Smith 13-1-4
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States D TD 3
Bout stopped because of a cut eye suffered by Smith.
1943-04-26 139 Eddie Halligan 142 66-23-21
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States L PTS 6 6
1943-02-22 141 Pete Viratos 147 2-7-1
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 6 6
1943-02-08 Terry Gibson 3-1-0
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States L PTS 6 6
1942-02-09 134 Eddie Scrutchins 148 4-3-2
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 6 6
Grupico joined the U.S. Coast Guard after this bout.
1941-12-15 131 Al Spencer 135 1-0-0
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States D PTS 4 4
1941-10-31 Lou Robles 10-12-4
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 6 6
1941-09-08 132 Mickey Willis 136 8-3-1
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States D PTS 6 6
1941-08-11 Toby Crooks 4-3-2
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 4 4
1941-06-30 134 Scrappy Ruth 138 1-10-4
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 4 4
1941-06-09 Toby Crooks 4-2-2
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 4 4
1941-06-02 Nick Frovich 0-0-0
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 4 4
1941-05-23 Scrappy Ruth 1-9-4
San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 4 4
1941-04-15 Phil Palmer 6-1-1
Forum, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada D PTS 6 6
1941-04-07 135 Andy Nonella 135 0-0-0
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W TKO 3 4
1941-02-21 Andy Acala 0-0-0
Honolulu, Hawaii, United States W PTS 4 4
1941-02-07 Swede Berglund 0-0-0
Honolulu, Hawaii, United States W PTS 4 4
1940-12-20 Jimmy Florita 8-4-1
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States D PTS 4 4
1940-11-18 134 Scrappy Ruth 137 1-3-2
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W TKO 2 4
1940-10-28 133 Mike Drovich 137 0-0-0
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W KO 4 4
1940-10-23 Frankie Mandell 8-9-2
Salinas, California, United States W PTS 4 4
1940-10-15 Scrappy Ruth 1-3-1
San Francisco, California, United States D PTS 4 4
San Jose?
1940-10-01 George Dixon 3-8-1
San Jose, California, United States W PTS 4 4
Exact date unknown
1940-09-30 133 Tommy Imzon 138 5-14-2
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States D PTS 4 4
1940-09-16 132 Tommy Imzon 132 5-13-2
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W TKO 3 4
1940-09-04 Battling Manila 0-0-0
Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, California, United States W KO 3 4
1940-08-19 Lou Cinpanelli 5-2-0
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W KO 1 4
1940-08-12 134 Johnny Riley 135 0-0-0
Coliseum Bowl, San Francisco, California, United States W PTS 4 4
Rick Farris wrote:Frank . . . I'm searching for a picture of a boxer who fought in the 40's out of San Francisco. His name was Vic Grupico.
He fought at the Hollywood Legion a couple times, not a big name.
If you know where I might find such a pic I'd appreciate the info.
"So you're telling me if we can set up a place for you to show your paintings of the fighters,you'll split the profits down the middle?"
"Everything I sell will go half to you guys."
I'd been painting for some years now and I know my proposition was fair. Usually a gallery will take anything up to 50% . I was willing to do that with the fund raiser.
"Well I know the boys liked your art when you showed it at the luncheon.Me and Moni have always championed it."
"I was happy they liked it,"I said.
"Well remember this,you're part of the group. We're all in this.I'll do everything within my power to see that this happens."
"I must remember that.All I can say is that you've really been a pal. Whatever happens, that is the most important thing"
The above dialogue was between me and Rick Farris. Maybe not word for word,but that was the gist of it. Rick got me on board with the Hall with the approval of the of the other members. I like painting fighters. I like painting faces with character and that tell a story. Pugs are a good study.
Rick's been a real pal. I didn't know anyone in the group. Mando Muniz,the president of the Hall, was a fighter I always admired. Even went up to the Olympic to watch him dispose of Thurman Durden. And of course,he should have worn the Welterweight Belt,but instead was denied of it with his fight with my idol Jose Napoles. For me to see it that way means that Mando was probably the victim of the biggest error with officiating in the history of boxing.
Anyway back to today. I hope we can put things together. For the WBHOF. For my sake too. In a year from now if I can look back and say that my participation with the WBHOF has been a success,I'll give the credit for the opportunity to Rick Farris. A fella' I didn't know at all except on the Internet,but a guy that saw something in me that only a friend could recognize. When I mean friend,I mean someone who's unselfish too.
It has been three months since Ricky “The Hitman” Hatton (45-2, 32 KOs) lost inside two rounds to Manny Pacquiao at the MGM in Las Vegas. Until now, the 30-year-old former IBF, WBA and IBO light welterweight and WBA welterweight champion has been tight lipped about his boxing future and discussion about the devastating loss to Pacquiao in May. He has shunned all media requests for interview and discussion about his boxing future but today in the UK gave his fans some insight into his thoughts about the Pacquiao fight and his future with a full length interview on Sky Sports News. He stated, “There has been so much written about me in recent weeks that has been untrue that I thought it was about time I started doing some interviews and clearing up the issues I am reading about on a daily basis.”
On the Manny Pacquiao defeat, Hatton was quite open and frank about his preparation for the fight and stated, “To be honest when I walked to the ring on the night of the fight I knew I had left my best preparation in the gym three weeks previous. Before I went to the US to finish my training my weight was spot on and I felt great but when I arrived I think I had left everything in the gym in the UK. I knew my sparring in Las Vegas had not gone well and when I entered the ring I remember saying to myself that all I needed was one big shot and I could take out Manny and that was my hope. I knew it was going to be a big ask and by the time the first knockdown came it was Pacquiao that had landed fifty eight punches on me and I just couldn’t get into the rhythm I wanted to. I had my hands held low and everything was all wrong. It was a devastating loss and I still haven’t watched the fight and not sure when I will be ready to see the fight. It went from my best training camp in the UK to my worst ever camp when I overdid it in the last three weeks. That is the only things that niggles me about the fight and calling it a day. I know with better preparation I could have done better.”
When asked about his future in boxing he added, “I must admit when I see young lads get knocked out now it sends a shiver down my spine. I haven’t decided whether to carry on boxing or not but I know that I am going to have a good long rest from the sport before deciding either way. I have been doing this professional game of boxing now for 13-years and I have crammed 47 fights in that 13-years and they have been some tough fights. I have never been a master of defence and so those 47 fights have been exactly that – tough fights. I just think for the time being I have just had enough of it, for the time being. I am just going to enjoy the time with the family and my son Campbell and put my feet up. If one day I wake up and think I am ready to get the gloves back on, then I will return, but likewise-if that date doesn’t come, I won’t return and I know I have only been beaten by the two best pound for pound fighters in the world by Floyd Mayweather and Manny Pacquaio and there is no shame in that. I have won 5 world titles in two weight divisions and had a post war record crowd of 56,000 at the City of Manchester Stadium so I can hold my head up high. I may give it another go after a good rest but I will have to say watch this space and wait and see. At the moment I am not thinking about boxing and just getting on with my promoting.”
When questioned about a possible match with new WBA 140 pound champion Amir Khan he stated, “I am delighted for Amir–he has really turned his career around after a bad defeat and his performance was deserved for all his efforts. He is a wonderful talent and is on the start of his career. If I do decide to continue then this is a fight that would be a big night for British boxing, but it is well documented about my problems with allegedly and it would be a non starter unless I promoted it and not Frank. It all depends on whether I decide to continue boxing again however.”
Hatton is proud of this new venture into the promotional arena and stated, “I have signed some good fighters into my gym here in Manchester which cost over £2m to set up and I am really enjoying putting something back into the sport that has been so good to me for thirteen years. You will see some exciting fighters coming through this gym in the years to come I am sure. The facility is a credit to all my team. You will see a lot of me in the sport but at the moment it will be as a promoter, outside the ropes until I make up my final mind on the future and whether to get back inside the ropes again.”
Overall, Hatton has enjoyed a successful boxing career with one of the biggest fan bases in recent boxing times and many believe that after a rest he will return to the boxing ring to face Khan in one of the biggest UK fights in the last twenty five years. Until that time however he is committed to his new career as a promoter in the sport.
After practice with the Ghetto Messangers at Ocean View Park that had no view of the ocean down in Logan Heights in Southeast,we'd go to a neighborhood bar and get an edge on.
The black neighborhood didn't offer anything fancy in the realm of watering holes. Cement floor,a bar with wood stools,some booths. Not much light. They were beer and wine joints. I remember one called Uncle Sams.I don't think Sam ever checked an ID.
The Messengers were a pretty basic bunch of guys. I was the only white guy,but I never had a beef with any of them. In fact I felt more at ease with those guys than any team I played football with. I remember one time ,Jose Hall threw an elbow at me after a play we were running during a scrimmage. I threw an elbow back and that was it. Jose was the biggest dude on the team and I think it was a test. When I threw back,I passed, and me and Jose became best of friends after that.
We'd all played some serious ball. College and a couple of the fellas' had gone pro. Neal Petties played with the old Baltimore Colts with Unitus. Yeah,we had a good time. On and off the field though the game we really played was having fun. I never laughed so much in my life. We'd travel to games in the Urban League bus we called the Gray Goose. Robert James would drive that thing because he was a garbage truck driver and was best qualified to handle a rig like that.
I played on that team for three years. It got away from me like a lot of things. You get married and the kids come along and you change your routine.
About five or so years ago I ran into Robert James on the street. We recognized each other like it was yesterday.
"Hey Robert,"I shouted. "How's the old neighborhood?"
Robert shook his head,but was still smiling.
"You know Rog,these kids don't know how to have fun anymore."
Rog, I know what you mean about being tested by that elbow, throwing one back, and then becoming friends.
Its simalar of course with boxing and its something that most of the walking dead in society cant understand.
They cant understand how two guys can get in a ring , pound lumps on each other, possibly fight an epic battle and then later on wind up best of friends.
They have earned each others respect. They have seen exactly what the other guy has inside him and they have learned about themself .After all that, how can you not wind up pals?
Expug wrote:Rog, I know what you mean about being tested by that elbow, throwing one back, and then becoming friends.
Its simalar of course with boxing and its something that most of the walking dead in society cant understand.
They cant understand how two guys can get in a ring , pound lumps on each other, possibly fight an epic battle and then later on wind up best of friends.
They have earned each others respect. They have seen exactly what the other guy has inside him and they have learned about themself .After all that, how can you not wind up pals?
Nice point Irish.
Sure,fighters pound each other and it's over with. That's what cracks me up about the forum sometimes. You get these namby pamby guys going back and forth calling each other names and arguing about who's the best and who's the worst. And they call each other fags and question their parentage. Have you ever seen someone like Gato Gonzalez get into a pissing contest with someone on a thread because he didn't agree with his opinion?
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After practice with the Ghetto Messangers at Ocean View Park that had no view of the ocean down in Logan Heights in Southeast,we'd go to a neighborhood bar and get an edge on.
The black neighborhood didn't offer anything fancy in the realm of watering holes. Cement floor,a bar with wood stools,some booths. Not much light. They were beer and wine joints. I remember one called Uncle Sams.I don't think Sam ever checked an ID.
The Messengers were a pretty basic bunch of guys. I was the only white guy,but I never had a beef with any of them. In fact I felt more at ease with those guys than any team I played football with. I remember one time ,Jose Hall threw an elbow at me after a play we were running during a scrimmage. I threw an elbow back and that was it. Jose was the biggest dude on the team and I think it was a test. When I threw back,I passed, and me and Jose became best of friends after that.
We'd all played some serious ball. College and a couple of the fellas' had gone pro. Neal Petties played with the old Baltimore Colts with Unitus. Yeah,we had a good time. On and off the field though the game we really played was having fun. I never laughed so much in my life. We'd travel to games in the Urban League bus we called the Gray Goose. Robert James would drive that thing because he was a garbage truck driver and was best qualified to handle a rig like that.
I played on that team for three years. It got away from me like a lot of things. You get married and the kids come along and you change your routine.
About five or so years ago I ran into Robert James on the street. We recognized each other like it was yesterday.
"Hey Robert,"I shouted. "How's the old neighborhood?"
Robert shook his head,but was still smiling.
"You know Rog,these kids don't know how to have fun anymore."
After practice with the Ghetto Messangers at Ocean View Park that had no view of the ocean down in Logan Heights in Southeast,we'd go to a neighborhood bar and get an edge on.
The black neighborhood didn't offer anything fancy in the realm of watering holes. Cement floor,a bar with wood stools,some booths. Not much light. They were beer and wine joints. I remember one called Uncle Sams.I don't think Sam ever checked an ID.
The Messengers were a pretty basic bunch of guys. I was the only white guy,but I never had a beef with any of them. In fact I felt more at ease with those guys than any team I played football with. I remember one time ,Jose Hall threw an elbow at me after a play we were running during a scrimmage. I threw an elbow back and that was it. Jose was the biggest dude on the team and I think it was a test. When I threw back,I passed, and me and Jose became best of friends after that.
We'd all played some serious ball. College and a couple of the fellas' had gone pro. Neal Petties played with the old Baltimore Colts with Unitus. Yeah,we had a good time. On and off the field though the game we really played was having fun. I never laughed so much in my life. We'd travel to games in the Urban League bus we called the Gray Goose. Robert James would drive that thing because he was a garbage truck driver and was best qualified to handle a rig like that.
I played on that team for three years. It got away from me like a lot of things. You get married and the kids come along and you change your routine.
About five or so years ago I ran into Robert James on the street. We recognized each other like it was yesterday.
"Hey Robert,"I shouted. "How's the old neighborhood?"
Robert shook his head,but was still smiling.
"You know Rog,these kids don't know how to have fun anymore."
Expug wrote:Rog, I know what you mean about being tested by that elbow, throwing one back, and then becoming friends.
Its simalar of course with boxing and its something that most of the walking dead in society cant understand.
They cant understand how two guys can get in a ring , pound lumps on each other, possibly fight an epic battle and then later on wind up best of friends.
They have earned each others respect. They have seen exactly what the other guy has inside him and they have learned about themself .After all that, how can you not wind up pals?
Nice point Irish.
Sure,fighters pound each other and it's over with. That's what cracks me up about the forum sometimes. You get these namby pamby guys going back and forth calling each other names and arguing about who's the best and who's the worst. And they call each other fags and question their parentage. Have you ever seen someone like Gato Gonzalez get into a pissing contest with someone on a thread because he didn't agree with his opinion?
I'm with you guys. When two fighters test each other and take each other to the limit, it's a respect that is forged and earned. I love it when i see two guys fighting their hearts out, doing their friggin best to knock the other guy out but when the final bell sounds and the fight is over, they embrace. There's no bullshit in that embrace.
I get irked too when I read some comments on the forum, here at boxrec and on others, who talk so much smack behind a computer. The real fighters don't have say anything. They already know what they're made of.
DD
on myself....
