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"Schoolboy" Bobby Chacon
Bobby Chacon, The Beginning
By Rick Farris
While checking my E-mail this morning I received an instant message from CBZ editor GorDoom. He wanted to let me now that there was a story in USA TODAY about Bobby Chacon.
The "Bucket" knew that this was a story that I would want to read. However, it was not a story that I would enjoy. In a sense, it was good news in light of the recent reports that I'd heard regarding the two-time former world champion. However, it was depressing to me because I was a part of Bobby Chacon's era in Los Angeles boxing. I also played a very small part in the very beginning of Bobby Chacon's boxing career. It was a career that included world championships in two weight classes and made Chacon a millionaire, at least for a short period. It was also a career that made Bobby Chacon a household name among Southern California boxing fans and gained him respect from others around the world. Unfortunately, like with many before and after him, it was a career that would leave Chacon with a diminished mental capacity and a broken life.
The newspaper article revealed that Chacon has pugilistica dementia. This was not news to me. Last I heard Bobby was living in a make shift room set up in the garage of his mother's house, the home where he had grown up in Pacoima, California. I knew that Bobby was not doing well and would get lost easily. On a trip to Arizona a few years back Bobby disappeared for weeks and those close to him feared that he had met with harm. However, Chacon eventually showed up again with a smile on his face, not understanding why everyone was so worried. When asked where he had been for so long, Bobby couldn't remember.
The day Bobby Chacon and I crossed paths for the first time neither of us had any idea about what would follow. At the time, Bobby was 15-years-old and on the wrong path, headed for a dead end. However, perhaps the result of some divine intervention, Bobby Chacon took a detour. The detour took Bobby to 13717 Jouett St. in Pacoima, California. This was the address of Johnny Flores, the legendary Southern California Boxing manager and also where The Johnny Flores Gym was located behind Flores' garage. It is where former heavyweight contender Jerry Quarry and dozens of other world class boxers had started their careers. It was also where I had been training since the age of twelve.
How did it all begin? Well, I'm probably the only person who can tell you about the first time Bobby Chacon stepped thru the door of a boxing gym and laced on a pair of gloves. I was not only there, but the person who first traded blows with the future world champ in a boxing ring. Although this occurred well over three decades ago I still remember it as if it were yesterday. You see, Bobby Chacon was one of those special people you don't forget easily. He certainly made an impression on me. Chacon's story is not unique, however, it would become a part of boxing history.
Bobby Chacon and I were the same age, the same size, and started our boxing careers in the same place. However, I had a bit of a head start on Chacon and had already been boxing for a couple of years when Bobby first showed up one evening in 1967.
The night Chacon walked thru the door of the Johnny Flores Gym for the first time he was with two friends. All three of the visitors had long hair and were obviously stoned. The three stood quietly inside the door looking around at the gym built by Flores in the early 1950's to develop amateur boxers. At the time Johnny Flores handled heavyweight contender Jerry Quarry, lightweight Ruben Navarro, and the most feared featherweight in the world, Dwight Hawkins, among others. In addition to Flores' amateurs there were a few junior amateurs training at Flores' Gym at the time and I was one of them. I had just turned 15 and had been been boxing for more than two years, having recently won my first Jr. Golden Gloves title.
I remember that when the three long haired guys entered the gym that night I was up in the ring shadow boxing and warming up for my workout. After standing quietly for a few minutes one of the guys moved over to the heavy bag and began throwing punches at it. The old heavy bag was made of canvas and had gotten soaked with water during the winter when rain had leaked thru the roof. Most of the sand inside the heavy bag had sank to the bottom, laving the top half soft to hit. however, the bottom half was as hard as concrete. As the kid flogged away he threw a wild punch that landed on the bottom of the bag. "DAMN"! the kid yelled, "that thing is hard".
The kid's friends howled with laughter until he began to smile, shaking the pain out of his hand. A couple of us up in the ring were smiling too, having hurt our hands in the past while punching the bag. The fact that it happened to some punk off the street made it even more entertaining to us.
A few moments later the door to the gym opened and in walked Flores. During the afternoon Flores would be at the "Main Street Gym" watching over his top professionals. However, in the evening he would check in on his amateurs after eating dinner. When Flores entered he waved to a few of us who were loosening up in the ring and greeted a trainer who was wrapping a boxer's hands. He then looked over at the three guys standing in the corner and nodded at them. About this time the kid who had hurt his hand on the heavy bag was trying his luck on the speed bag and having a hard time with it.
The kid turned toward Flores and asked if he could box somebody. Flores was picking his teeth with a toothpick and raised his eyebrows. "You want to box somebody"? Flores asked. "Are you a fighter'? Flores asked the kid this question in a serious voice that those of us who knew Johnny realized was anything but serious.
The kid turned to his friends with a confident smile and then back to Flores. "Yeah, I wanna box him" he said, pointing directly toward me. Flores turned toward me and winked and then looked back at the kid, "You want to box with Ricky"? Johnny asked. "Yeah" the kid answered. Flores looked at the kid for a moment and asked, "So you want to be a fighter, huh"? The kid looked back at Flores and answered "I am a fighter". The kid then looked back toward his friends who were silent.
Flores just smiled and said "OK champ".
Manny Diaz, one of Johnny's coaches tied a pair of boxing gloves on the kid and rinsed off a mouth piece for him to use. "I don't need that", the kid said as Diaz tried to stick the mouth guard into his mouth. Diaz just smiled, "Yeah you do pal". The kid reluctantly put the mouth guard into his mouth and climbed into the ring. When Diaz tried to put a head guard on the tough kid he once again said "I don't need that". Once again Diaz replied, "yeah you do", however Flores intervened. "If he doesn't want to wear it he doesn't have to". I chose not to wear one either.
A couple of minutes later we were ready and Diaz yelled "Time". The kid moved right toward me and began throwing wild punches from all angles. I expected this and let him go crazy for about 15 or 20 seconds. I blocked, side stepped or just made him miss. After spinning away from him, he turned to attack again and I snapped his head back with a jab, followed by a "goncho", a short left hook to his exposed liver. The body punch was right on target and the kid folded up and went down on one knee. After a few seconds he stood up and said he was "OK", but I knew that he wasn't. When he rushed in again he ran into two more left jabs and a short right to his solar plexus. The body shot knocked the wind out of him and he was finished. It wasn't that he quit or didn't want to keep trying, he just had no air left and was in no shape to throw more punches, let alone take more.
Flores looked up at the kid trying to catch his breath and smiled. This wasn't the first time that Johnny had let some tough guy step into the ring with one of his boxers. It was the best way of teaching a kid a lesson. However, this kid was not like the others. Before leaving the kid said he would be back "tomorrow". He didn't show up the next day, the next week or the next month. But just as promised, he eventually came back.
It would be more than six months before Bobby Chacon would return to the Johnny Flores Gym and when he did he was a different man. His hair was cut short and he came with his own coach. The coach was Joe Ponce, one of the finest boxing trainers I ever met. During the six months since I had my way with the long haired street punk, he'd been training with Ponce. Ponce was not only teaching young Bobby but he was conditioning him. A few days after Chacon's return to the Flores gym we boxed again. This time things were different. I had a lot more experience than Chacon and I was glad that I did, I needed it this time. After a couple of rounds or so I realized something, this guy could fight. I have never seen another boxer learn so much in just six months. I remember the kid telling Johnny Flores that he was a fighter six months previous. He wasn't lying.
From that day on Bobby Chacon and I became friends. He and I would box on and off over the years, as amateurs and later as pros. Bobby Chacon just kept getting better and better. I turned professional exactly thirty years ago, on June 4, 1970, while still in high school. Bobby Chacon would have turned professional himself at the time but Ponce insisted that Bobby wait a couple of years until he was twenty.
Bobby Chacon made his professional boxing debut at the Olympic Auditorium in Los Angeles on April 17, 1972. Bobby scored a fifth round knockout over Jose Rosa. It would be the first of 17 consecutive knockouts Chacon would score during the first ten months of his pro career. Veteran featherweight contenders Ray Echevarria and Turi Pineda were two of Chacon's KO victims and this set up a match with another former featherweight contender, Frankie Crawford.
Crawford was one of the finest featherweights to come out of Los Angeles in the sixties and forced Chacon to go the full ten rounds. However, It was a one-sided match and Bobby came away with a unanimous decision victory. Less than a month later Chacon took on former World Bantamweight Champ Chucho Castillo and KO'ed the tough Mexican in the tenth round.
Just one year after his pro debut, Bobby Chacon was unbeaten with a near perfect record of 19-0, 18 KO's. This would set up a match with another former world champ, the great Ruben Olivares. This was an interesting match for me personally because I new something that many did not about Chacon and Olivares. Less than two years previous I had been a sparring partner for Olivares when he was training for a banatmweight title defense against Jesus Pimentel. At the time Bobby Chacon was still an amateur and joined the Olivares camp as a sparring partner along with myself. Bobby surprised everybody by out fighting Olivares in the sparring sessions and making the champion look bad. Based on this, many believed that Chacon would easily beat Olivares who had moved up to featherweight after losing the bantam title to Raphael Herrera. Olivares was known for spending a lot of time on the party circuit and entered the ring an underdog to the unbeaten Chacon the night they first fought on June 23, 1973. One thing that spectators didn't know about Olivares was that Ruben never looked good in sparring sessions but would come alive in the ring when it counted. Ruben Olivares knocked out Chacon in the ninth round, handing Bobby the first loss of his pro career.
Bobby would come back and score four more knockouts during the next year before being matched with another hot Los Angeles featherweight, the unbeaten future world champ Danny "Little Red" Lopez. Lopez had won 23 straight with 22 KO's. In a toe-to-toe battle to determine who was the best featherweight in Los Angeles, not to mention the world, Bobby Chacon knocked out Danny Lopez in nine rounds, winning the U.S. Featherweight title and setting himself up for a title shot with WBC featherweight champ Alfredo Marcano.
On September 7, 1974, Bobby Chacon, the tough street punk who wandered into Johnny Flores Gym one evening seven years earlier, knocked out Alfredo Marcano in nine rounds to become the WBC Featherweight Champion of the World.
About this time Chacon fired Joe Ponce, which may have been the biggest mistake of Bobby's career. I knew what the problems were between Ponce and Chacon. Joe Ponce was a task master, a disciplinarian who had no patience with anything less than 100% dedication in the ring. Bobby Chacon wanted to enjoy the benefits of being a world champ and this interfered with his workouts and caused friction between he and Ponce. After Ponce was gone Chacon hired his brother-in-law as a trainer.
Six months after winning the title Chacon successfully defended it with a second round KO over Jesus Estrada in Los Angeles. A month later he would seek to avenge his only loss to Olivares in his second title defense. This
would have been a tough fight under any circumstance but without Ponce in the corner and Bobby's questionable conditioning it would turn out to be a disaster. The former two-time bantam and WBA featherweight king knocked out Chacon in the second round. Bobby's featherweight title reign had been a short one, just nine months.
Five months after losing the title Bobby went to Hawaii and scored a fifth round knockout over a tough filipino named Fil Clemente. A month later he headed to Mexicali and lost a decision to Rafael "Bazooka" Limon. This would be the first of four memorable battles between Chacon and Limon. Over the next four years Chacon would lose only one of 17 fights, dropping a decision to Arturo Leon in Anaheim in 1977.
On November 16, 1979, Bobby Chacon would challenge the great Alexis Arguello for the WBC Jr. Lightweight title. Arguello stopped Chacon in round seven.
Eventually Chacon would win the Jr. Lightweight title. After being stopped by Cornelius "Boza" Edwards in his second attempt at the WBC crown in 1981, Chacon would finally win the title in 1982 with a unanimous 15 round decision over Rafael "Bazooka" Limon. Five months later Chacon would defend the title and avenge his loss Boza Edwards, winning a close twelve round decision.
A month after beating Edwards, Chacon abandoned the Jr. Lightweight title and moved up to lightweight. On January 14, 1984, Chacon challenged Ray "Boom Boom" Mancini for the WBA Lightweight title in Reno. At the age of 32, Chacon was past his prime but still had the heart of a champion. Bobby went toe-to-toe with the brutal Mancini but was backed into the ropes where he was taking a beating. The fight was finally stopped in the third round to save Chacon from further punishment.
This would be the last time Bobby Chacon would ever fight for a world championship. However, it was also the last time Bobby would ever lose. Chacon would continue to box on and off for more than four years, winning all seven of his fights including a seventh round KO over former WBA Lightweight Champ Art Frias.
Bobby's biggest fights, however, were not just in the ring. During his career he was challenged by the suicide of his wife Valery the night before a title fight. He lost his 18-year-old son Bobby Jr. to a drive-by shooting,
and he battled with drug abuse and jail time spent on domestic violence charges.
According to the story I read in USA Today, Chacon is attempting to put his life in order. He lives in a skid row hotel in downtown Los Angeles and teaches boxing in a gym set up downstairs. Bobby's memory may not be sharp any longer but my memory is strong when it comes to Bobby Chacon. The Bobby Chacon story is a special one to me and one I will never forget.