You know, Bobby won a National Jr. Oylmpic title, that was in 1976, same year Tony won his national jr. title...
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Didn't know that, Frank.
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Dog For Sale
A guy is driving around the back woods of Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: 'Talking Dog For Sale ' He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.
The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.
'You talk?' he asks.
'Yep,' the Lab replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says 'So, what's your story?'
The Lab looks up and says, 'Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.'
'I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.' 'I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired.'
The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.
'Ten dollars,' the guy says.
'Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?'
'Because he's a liar. He never did any of that stuff.
A guy is driving around the back woods of Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: 'Talking Dog For Sale ' He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.
The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.
'You talk?' he asks.
'Yep,' the Lab replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says 'So, what's your story?'
The Lab looks up and says, 'Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.'
'I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.' 'I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired.'
The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.
'Ten dollars,' the guy says.
'Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?'
'Because he's a liar. He never did any of that stuff.
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Rick, this is too cool. Do you have anymore?kikibalt wrote:Courtesy Rick Farris
Dwight Hawkins & Rick Farris
1966
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scartissue wrote:Rick, this is too cool. Do you have anymore?kikibalt wrote:Courtesy Rick Farris
Dwight Hawkins & Rick Farris
1966
Scartissue
I have a lot more, Scar. In due course I'll get them posted.
This thread is long from winding down. A few more years of memorabelia and history to share.
Thanks to Frank for helping me with this.
-Rick
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"UNITED"Rick Farris wrote:scartissue wrote:Rick, this is too cool. Do you have anymore?kikibalt wrote:Courtesy Rick Farris
Dwight Hawkins & Rick Farris
1966
Scartissue
I have a lot more, Scar. In due course I'll get them posted.
This thread is long from winding down. A few more years of memorabelia and history to share.
Thanks to Frank for helping me with this.
-Rick
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Logic has no place in this dream
Ninety-six-year-old actress, Gladys Florence Ryan. (Brian Vander Brug / Los Angeles Times)
Step into the home of Gladys Florence Ryan and the most extraordinary things seem possible -- like making a movie or painting like an Old Master.
By Steve Lopez
December 20, 2009
The actress Gladys Florence Ryan was in a crosswalk on the way to her West Hollywood gym, 24 Hour Fitness, when she was hit by a car and knocked to the ground.
And I almost forgot:
She's 96 years old.
I heard about the Nov. 28 accident from Ryan's daughter, Maureen Murphy, who wanted help going after the insurance company of the driver. Her "Muma," as she called her, was recovering from a knee fracture and banged-up legs, and there were medical bills and lost wages to be recovered.
But it turns out that the story of a 96-year-old woman getting mowed down on her way to the gym was the most normal thing about this family.
On my way to Ryan's home in Hollywood, I asked Murphy by phone if she was an actress, too. "No, I was a comedian," she said. "I was on the Johnny Carson show 10 times."
At the house, the lovely Gladys Ryan sat on an easy chair, her leg in a brace, a look of hope on a face made more beautiful by each passing year.
As Gladys retold her story, Maureen began looking awfully familiar, as did her Australian accent, so I asked if she could describe her act.
"I did male put-downs."
Such as?
"I'm dating a man who says, 'Would you like to come back to my apartment after dinner?' And I say, 'Well, yes, that would be lovely.' And he says, 'Then why don't I pick you up at 9? You should have eaten by then.' "
"That always got a sure-fire laugh," her mother proudly proclaimed, slapping herself on the knee.
They're originally from England, where Gladys was a stage actress, Maureen told me. They moved to South Africa, New Zealand and Australia before settling in the U.S. in the 1960s.
"I had to give up acting for a while," Ms. Ryan said.
Why's that?
"Because I was wanted by the police," the 96-year-old said, as if she were telling me she knits winter caps.
Gladys explained that she had married "a drunken Irishman" who could be a menace when he was in his cups, so she grabbed the daughters without full custody, and ran.
After he died, they settled in California, and she returned to acting, Maureen went into comedy, and the other daughter, Eileen, put herself through medical school belly-dancing.
Well, of course she did.
And what about this movie Ms. Ryan is starring in now?
Well, said Ms. Ryan, it's directed by Maureen.
She's a director, too?
No, said Maureen. But six years ago, she was reading about Rembrandt and came across a reference to the Italian realist Caravaggio. She found his dark soul, passionate painting and brawling lifestyle captivating. She fell in love and decided to make a black comedy celebrating Caravaggio's spirit.
OK, so it's more than a little crazy. But I love living in a town where you open a door and find someone who believes against all logic that she can make a movie about a 16th century artist despite having never filmed so much as a Del Taco commercial.
Two years ago, using her own savings, the retired comedian began making "Carravagio: The Search," in which Caravaggio kills a man and as an act of redemption, he must visit seven great artists and influence their work.
"It's not an American movie," Maureen said when she saw my reaction. She's hoping to distribute in Europe.
She needed a real pro, though, to play the mother of each and every artist visited by Caravaggio. And Meryl Streep was busy.
"When I put Muma on camera," said Murphy, "I knew I had my star."
Muma looked as though she was preparing her Oscar acceptance speech.
So where is Murphy shooting this movie with virtually no budget?
In her home around the corner, she said.
"You should see her paintings," said Muma.
What paintings?
"Maureen has painted all the masterpieces of those great artists that we're using in the movie."
So she's an artist, too?
Not really, Maureen said, although she once had an act in which she sketched cartoons and sang while her sister belly danced.
OK. Why not?
I was in way too deep to turn back now, so we went to Murphy's house, pushed open the door, and I was stunned.
She had painted an incredible "Mona Lisa," as well as brilliant copies of Picasso, Van Gogh, Da Vinci and Raphael. She had done a Caravaggio ceiling mural. Almost the entire house was turned into a set, with black drapes against the walls and paint splatters in the room where she builds her dream.
She is half done with the film, she said, showing me some clips. She said hundreds of actors and wannabes have performed without pay, taking a one in a million shot that it will pay off one day.
Dr. Martin Kast, a cancer research scientist at USC, told me he was at an event at the Dutch Embassy when he bumped into Murphy, who had invited herself to the party on a scouting mission. She needed a real Dutchman for her movie and asked if he might like to play Nicolaes Tulp, the doctor in Rembrandt's "Anatomy Lesson."
"I thought it was a prank," said Kast.
Not only is Kast in the movie, which he has helped translate, but his wife, two daughters and son also have roles.
Kast said he's watched Murphy paint copies of masterpieces "in a day, and it looks just like the original." He doesn't know if the movie will ever be up on a screen, but he finds Murphy's passion contagious, and said he has met so many other actors and directors while working on the film, he's beginning to get offers on other projects.
"I even got an agent," he said.
Getting back to the star, Gladys hopes to be back on the set in January. In the meantime, "the Jewish people help carry her in and out of the house" as she goes for doctor visits, Maureen said, speaking of their neighbors.
The driver who hit Ms. Ryan refused to speak to me, as did her representative at Mercury Insurance. Ms. Ryan's attorney, Andrew Friedman, told me he was preparing a lawsuit.
Murphy, meanwhile, told me there was a home-invasion robbery in the neighborhood recently.
Must have been scary.
Actually, she said, she ran for her camera.
Her movie will end with a homicide, and now she's already got the crime scene on tape.
It's all falling into place.
Ninety-six-year-old actress, Gladys Florence Ryan. (Brian Vander Brug / Los Angeles Times)
Step into the home of Gladys Florence Ryan and the most extraordinary things seem possible -- like making a movie or painting like an Old Master.
By Steve Lopez
December 20, 2009
The actress Gladys Florence Ryan was in a crosswalk on the way to her West Hollywood gym, 24 Hour Fitness, when she was hit by a car and knocked to the ground.
And I almost forgot:
She's 96 years old.
I heard about the Nov. 28 accident from Ryan's daughter, Maureen Murphy, who wanted help going after the insurance company of the driver. Her "Muma," as she called her, was recovering from a knee fracture and banged-up legs, and there were medical bills and lost wages to be recovered.
But it turns out that the story of a 96-year-old woman getting mowed down on her way to the gym was the most normal thing about this family.
On my way to Ryan's home in Hollywood, I asked Murphy by phone if she was an actress, too. "No, I was a comedian," she said. "I was on the Johnny Carson show 10 times."
At the house, the lovely Gladys Ryan sat on an easy chair, her leg in a brace, a look of hope on a face made more beautiful by each passing year.
As Gladys retold her story, Maureen began looking awfully familiar, as did her Australian accent, so I asked if she could describe her act.
"I did male put-downs."
Such as?
"I'm dating a man who says, 'Would you like to come back to my apartment after dinner?' And I say, 'Well, yes, that would be lovely.' And he says, 'Then why don't I pick you up at 9? You should have eaten by then.' "
"That always got a sure-fire laugh," her mother proudly proclaimed, slapping herself on the knee.
They're originally from England, where Gladys was a stage actress, Maureen told me. They moved to South Africa, New Zealand and Australia before settling in the U.S. in the 1960s.
"I had to give up acting for a while," Ms. Ryan said.
Why's that?
"Because I was wanted by the police," the 96-year-old said, as if she were telling me she knits winter caps.
Gladys explained that she had married "a drunken Irishman" who could be a menace when he was in his cups, so she grabbed the daughters without full custody, and ran.
After he died, they settled in California, and she returned to acting, Maureen went into comedy, and the other daughter, Eileen, put herself through medical school belly-dancing.
Well, of course she did.
And what about this movie Ms. Ryan is starring in now?
Well, said Ms. Ryan, it's directed by Maureen.
She's a director, too?
No, said Maureen. But six years ago, she was reading about Rembrandt and came across a reference to the Italian realist Caravaggio. She found his dark soul, passionate painting and brawling lifestyle captivating. She fell in love and decided to make a black comedy celebrating Caravaggio's spirit.
OK, so it's more than a little crazy. But I love living in a town where you open a door and find someone who believes against all logic that she can make a movie about a 16th century artist despite having never filmed so much as a Del Taco commercial.
Two years ago, using her own savings, the retired comedian began making "Carravagio: The Search," in which Caravaggio kills a man and as an act of redemption, he must visit seven great artists and influence their work.
"It's not an American movie," Maureen said when she saw my reaction. She's hoping to distribute in Europe.
She needed a real pro, though, to play the mother of each and every artist visited by Caravaggio. And Meryl Streep was busy.
"When I put Muma on camera," said Murphy, "I knew I had my star."
Muma looked as though she was preparing her Oscar acceptance speech.
So where is Murphy shooting this movie with virtually no budget?
In her home around the corner, she said.
"You should see her paintings," said Muma.
What paintings?
"Maureen has painted all the masterpieces of those great artists that we're using in the movie."
So she's an artist, too?
Not really, Maureen said, although she once had an act in which she sketched cartoons and sang while her sister belly danced.
OK. Why not?
I was in way too deep to turn back now, so we went to Murphy's house, pushed open the door, and I was stunned.
She had painted an incredible "Mona Lisa," as well as brilliant copies of Picasso, Van Gogh, Da Vinci and Raphael. She had done a Caravaggio ceiling mural. Almost the entire house was turned into a set, with black drapes against the walls and paint splatters in the room where she builds her dream.
She is half done with the film, she said, showing me some clips. She said hundreds of actors and wannabes have performed without pay, taking a one in a million shot that it will pay off one day.
Dr. Martin Kast, a cancer research scientist at USC, told me he was at an event at the Dutch Embassy when he bumped into Murphy, who had invited herself to the party on a scouting mission. She needed a real Dutchman for her movie and asked if he might like to play Nicolaes Tulp, the doctor in Rembrandt's "Anatomy Lesson."
"I thought it was a prank," said Kast.
Not only is Kast in the movie, which he has helped translate, but his wife, two daughters and son also have roles.
Kast said he's watched Murphy paint copies of masterpieces "in a day, and it looks just like the original." He doesn't know if the movie will ever be up on a screen, but he finds Murphy's passion contagious, and said he has met so many other actors and directors while working on the film, he's beginning to get offers on other projects.
"I even got an agent," he said.
Getting back to the star, Gladys hopes to be back on the set in January. In the meantime, "the Jewish people help carry her in and out of the house" as she goes for doctor visits, Maureen said, speaking of their neighbors.
The driver who hit Ms. Ryan refused to speak to me, as did her representative at Mercury Insurance. Ms. Ryan's attorney, Andrew Friedman, told me he was preparing a lawsuit.
Murphy, meanwhile, told me there was a home-invasion robbery in the neighborhood recently.
Must have been scary.
Actually, she said, she ran for her camera.
Her movie will end with a homicide, and now she's already got the crime scene on tape.
It's all falling into place.
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Sounds like my kind of gal 
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Roger...Do you think you could keep up with the old gal?, don't think I could....dagosd2000 wrote:Sounds like my kind of gal
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Frankkikibalt wrote:Roger...Do you think you could keep up with the old gal?, don't think I could....dagosd2000 wrote:Sounds like my kind of gal
Today I joined a class called "Gentle Yoga for Beginners".Everyone in there was around my age(62). I needed all the help I could get to get through it for an hour. Straps,blocks,a chair. I'm about as flexible as a bowling ball. All these old ladies are bending and stretching looking like Jo Jo The Indian Rubber Man. I'm struggling with every minute of it.
After it was over all these old gals came up to me and told me what a great job I'd done. I think they were on the prowl. Anyway, when I got home I went to bed I was so knocked out.Right now I think one of those old gals would throw me out of the sack for "unable to perform."
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"UNITED"
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Thats right, Frank. Anybody who fought in L.A. in the 60's and 70's knew of United Sporting Goods.
The one downtown was on the S/W corner of 9th & Hill. The other was on Laurel Canyon Bl. in North Hollywood.
When I was in the juniors, I couldn't get trunks at United, they were too big, just the tight wool training shorts.
I wasn't impressed by a United logo on boxing trunks. Everlast was OK, but I prefered the Mexican trunks.
My trunks were Casanova, M&M, Reyes, Boxer . . . all from Mexico. Black velvet with red trim, like Jesus Pimentel would wear.
I picked up handwraps there until Margo opened her store under the Main Street Gym. Remember Margo?
United would become Oshmans in the 70's. Today it's long gone.
-Rick Farris
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Thats right, Frank. Anybody who fought in L.A. in the 60's and 70's knew of United Sporting Goods.
The one downtown was on the S/W corner of 9th & Hill. The other was on Laurel Canyon Bl. in North Hollywood.
When I was in the juniors, I couldn't get trunks at United, they were too big, just the tight wool training shorts.
I wasn't impressed by a United logo on boxing trunks. Everlast was OK, but I prefered the Mexican trunks.
My trunks were Casanova, M&M, Reyes, Boxer . . . all from Mexico. Black velvet with red trim, like Jesus Pimentel would wear.
I picked up handwraps there until Margo opened her store under the Main Street Gym. Remember Margo?
United would become Oshmans in the 70's. Today it's long gone.
-Rick Farris
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Rick, that's a really cool photo. Hawkins looks very protective of you. What a great memory.kikibalt wrote:Courtesy Rick Farris
Dwight Hawkins & Rick Farris
1966
Randy
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
I sympathize with you Rog. I'm as stiff as a 2x4. Seems like I lost all my flexibility.dagosd2000 wrote:Frankkikibalt wrote:Roger...Do you think you could keep up with the old gal?, don't think I could....dagosd2000 wrote:Sounds like my kind of gal
Today I joined a class called "Gentle Yoga for Beginners".Everyone in there was around my age(62). I needed all the help I could get to get through it for an hour. Straps,blocks,a chair. I'm about as flexible as a bowling ball. All these old ladies are bending and stretching looking like Jo Jo The Indian Rubber Man. I'm struggling with every minute of it.
After it was over all these old gals came up to me and told me what a great job I'd done. I think they were on the prowl. Anyway, when I got home I went to bed I was so knocked out.Right now I think one of those old gals would throw me out of the sack for "unable to perform."
Randy
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PUNCHING AT THE SHADOWS
Gato Gonzalez likes to talk about the area in Mexico where he was born and raised.Guadalajara is in the state of Jalisco which is the state that borders Michoacan to the south. When Gato was a teen he fought all over that part of Mexico in towns with Indian Names a lot of Mexicans can't even pronounce unless they were born there: Atotonilco,Yurecuaro,and yes my wife's hometown,Jiquilpan.
I had thought that Rodolfo fought in the soccer stadium in Jiquilpan. A dirt field with a single row of concrete bleachers. A fitting place I thought for the battler. The teenage fighter had fought in Jiquilpan three times against men who had children going to high school.It is make it or break it with a lot of Mexican fighters. An amateur career doesn't earn any pesos. If a young fighter can get through the early going,then that's considered his learning experience,and he can buy some tacos.
But getting back to where Rodolfo had fought in Jiquilpan. My wife asked him if he had fought in the Plaza De Toros.Rodolfo said that that was the place.
The bullring in Jiquilpan is like every little pueblo's arena in Mexico. A dirt floor and a row of bleachers. Named after the arenas in Rome. Arena meaning sand. Like the story Blood And Sand. But Mexico likes to have their boxing matches in those arenas too.Fighters' blood has left their DNA's in every little bullring in every little pueblo.
When I go to Jiquilpan tomorrow,I'll get my brother in law Juan and my nephew Chelis to go along with me to journey along the river bank in the back of town. The cantinas there are like the cantinas in every little pueblo. A concrete floor.A low ceiling and low lights.And low intentions. The cantinas are secrets in the dark. The faces of the girls will be shadows in the morning.
After that spinning around we'll go to the other end of Jiquilpan to where the Plaza De Toros is. I'll have a bottle of homemade mezcal. Some cigars. We'll sit in the bleachers.We'll be alone. I'll imagine what it was like 40 years ago when El Gato had to fight the man with the beard.
"Chingatelo El Gato! Chingatelo!",I'll yell into the night.
I'll tell my brother in law and nephew about El Gato. They'll understand.
Gato Gonzalez likes to talk about the area in Mexico where he was born and raised.Guadalajara is in the state of Jalisco which is the state that borders Michoacan to the south. When Gato was a teen he fought all over that part of Mexico in towns with Indian Names a lot of Mexicans can't even pronounce unless they were born there: Atotonilco,Yurecuaro,and yes my wife's hometown,Jiquilpan.
I had thought that Rodolfo fought in the soccer stadium in Jiquilpan. A dirt field with a single row of concrete bleachers. A fitting place I thought for the battler. The teenage fighter had fought in Jiquilpan three times against men who had children going to high school.It is make it or break it with a lot of Mexican fighters. An amateur career doesn't earn any pesos. If a young fighter can get through the early going,then that's considered his learning experience,and he can buy some tacos.
But getting back to where Rodolfo had fought in Jiquilpan. My wife asked him if he had fought in the Plaza De Toros.Rodolfo said that that was the place.
The bullring in Jiquilpan is like every little pueblo's arena in Mexico. A dirt floor and a row of bleachers. Named after the arenas in Rome. Arena meaning sand. Like the story Blood And Sand. But Mexico likes to have their boxing matches in those arenas too.Fighters' blood has left their DNA's in every little bullring in every little pueblo.
When I go to Jiquilpan tomorrow,I'll get my brother in law Juan and my nephew Chelis to go along with me to journey along the river bank in the back of town. The cantinas there are like the cantinas in every little pueblo. A concrete floor.A low ceiling and low lights.And low intentions. The cantinas are secrets in the dark. The faces of the girls will be shadows in the morning.
After that spinning around we'll go to the other end of Jiquilpan to where the Plaza De Toros is. I'll have a bottle of homemade mezcal. Some cigars. We'll sit in the bleachers.We'll be alone. I'll imagine what it was like 40 years ago when El Gato had to fight the man with the beard.
"Chingatelo El Gato! Chingatelo!",I'll yell into the night.
I'll tell my brother in law and nephew about El Gato. They'll understand.
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RickRandyman wrote:Rick, that's a really cool photo. Hawkins looks very protective of you. What a great memory.kikibalt wrote:Courtesy Rick Farris
Dwight Hawkins & Rick Farris
1966
Randy
Randy hit it right. I don't think anyone would pick on a little kid with Hawkins looking out for you. Great photo.
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Rick...I bought trunks/robles for myself at United, never for the boys as they didn't have any thing small enough for them, so I had a lady make their stuff, I don't think they ever used any store bought trunks/robles in their am./pro careers.Rick Farris wrote:"UNITED"
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Thats right, Frank. Anybody who fought in L.A. in the 60's and 70's knew of United Sporting Goods.
The one downtown was on the S/W corner of 9th & Hill. The other was on Laurel Canyon Bl. in North Hollywood.
When I was in the juniors, I couldn't get trunks at United, they were too big, just the tight wool training shorts.
I wasn't impressed by a United logo on boxing trunks. Everlast was OK, but I prefered the Mexican trunks.
My trunks were Casanova, M&M, Reyes, Boxer . . . all from Mexico. Black velvet with red trim, like Jesus Pimentel would wear.
I picked up handwraps there until Margo opened her store under the Main Street Gym. Remember Margo?
United would become Oshmans in the 70's. Today it's long gone.
-Rick Farris
Margo? I remember Margo, you know that store used to belong to Cesar Perez, Margo went to work for Cesar, after a while Cesar fell in love with her and started banging her, after getting in Margo's pants a few times she talked him into signing the store over to her, once he did she kick him out and she kept the store to herself, Cesar then opened the Olympic Gym at an old hotel on Hope St. behind the Olympic Aud.. I remember that he almost cried everytime he told me the Margo story....
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kikibalt wrote:Rick...I bought trunks/robles for myself at United, never for the boys as they didn't have any thing small enough for them, so I had a lady make their stuff, I don't think they ever used any store bought trunks/robles in their am./pro careers.Rick Farris wrote:"UNITED"
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Thats right, Frank. Anybody who fought in L.A. in the 60's and 70's knew of United Sporting Goods.
The one downtown was on the S/W corner of 9th & Hill. The other was on Laurel Canyon Bl. in North Hollywood.
When I was in the juniors, I couldn't get trunks at United, they were too big, just the tight wool training shorts.
I wasn't impressed by a United logo on boxing trunks. Everlast was OK, but I prefered the Mexican trunks.
My trunks were Casanova, M&M, Reyes, Boxer . . . all from Mexico. Black velvet with red trim, like Jesus Pimentel would wear.
I picked up handwraps there until Margo opened her store under the Main Street Gym. Remember Margo?
United would become Oshmans in the 70's. Today it's long gone.
-Rick Farris
Margo? I remember Margo, you know that store used to belong to Cesar Perez, Margo went to work for Cesar, after a while Cesar fell in love with her and started banging her, after getting in Margo's pants a few times she talked him into signing the store over to her, once he did she kick him out and she kept the store to herself, Cesar then opened the Olympic Gym at an old hotel on Hope St. behind the Olympic Aud.. I remember that he almost cried everytime he told me the Margo story....
Great story, Frank! I remember that the Jr. GG jackets & trunks were made by a company that did bowling shirts, etc.
Correct me if I'm wrong. I believe they made the gold & blue championship jackets?
-Rick Farris
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Believe it or not, I had no problem standing up for myself back then. I had already been fighting nearly two years.dagosd2000 wrote:RickRandyman wrote:Rick, that's a really cool photo. Hawkins looks very protective of you. What a great memory.kikibalt wrote:Courtesy Rick Farris
Dwight Hawkins & Rick Farris
1966
Randy
Randy hit it right. I don't think anyone would pick on a little kid with Hawkins looking out for you. Great photo.
I have other photos with Dwight. One where he was setting up a junior match for me at Victoria Hall, in 1967, when Johnny Flores was out of town with Quarry. You were there , Frank. Sammy Saunders put this show on, I believe.
-Rick Farris
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Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Yes, they did, one year the blue jacket would go to the open class winners, next year it would be the gold for the open class....Rick Farris wrote:kikibalt wrote:Rick...I bought trunks/robles for myself at United, never for the boys as they didn't have any thing small enough for them, so I had a lady make their stuff, I don't think they ever used any store bought trunks/robles in their am./pro careers.Rick Farris wrote:"UNITED"
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Thats right, Frank. Anybody who fought in L.A. in the 60's and 70's knew of United Sporting Goods.
The one downtown was on the S/W corner of 9th & Hill. The other was on Laurel Canyon Bl. in North Hollywood.
When I was in the juniors, I couldn't get trunks at United, they were too big, just the tight wool training shorts.
I wasn't impressed by a United logo on boxing trunks. Everlast was OK, but I prefered the Mexican trunks.
My trunks were Casanova, M&M, Reyes, Boxer . . . all from Mexico. Black velvet with red trim, like Jesus Pimentel would wear.
I picked up handwraps there until Margo opened her store under the Main Street Gym. Remember Margo?
United would become Oshmans in the 70's. Today it's long gone.
-Rick Farris
Margo? I remember Margo, you know that store used to belong to Cesar Perez, Margo went to work for Cesar, after a while Cesar fell in love with her and started banging her, after getting in Margo's pants a few times she talked him into signing the store over to her, once he did she kick him out and she kept the store to herself, Cesar then opened the Olympic Gym at an old hotel on Hope St. behind the Olympic Aud.. I remember that he almost cried everytime he told me the Margo story....
Great story, Frank! I remember that the Jr. GG jackets & trunks were made by a company that did bowling shirts, etc.
Correct me if I'm wrong. I believe they made the gold & blue championship jackets?
-Rick Farris
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Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Yes, they did, one year the blue jacket would go to the open class winners, next year it would be the gold for the open class..
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I have one of each. Blue in '67, Gold in '68.
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I have one of each. Blue in '67, Gold in '68.
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Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
A few matches listed from a 1968 Junior Golden Gloves program . . .
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15th Annual JUNIOR GOLDEN GLOVES TOURNAMENT
Sponsored by the Joint Council of Teamsters No. 42
Date: Friday, August 23, 1968
Place: Alexandria Hotel - 5th & Spring St. Los Angeles
Showtime: 7:30pm
Weigh-in: 6:30pm
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SEMI FINALS- Open Class
35-45 pounds:
Gus Hurtado Jr. (Wilminton Gym) vs. Steven Huggins (Stanton AC)
Donald Stanfield (Teamsters BC) vs. Bobby Rizo (Sacred Heart AC)
Donnell Crowder (San Diego BC) vs. Frank Reyes (Eastside BC)
Danny Barragon (Teamsters BC) vs. Tony Baltazar (Eastside BC)
Stand by- Tony Campa
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56-65 pounds:
Bobby Valenzuela (Tony Valenzuela) vs. Frankie Baltazar (Eastside BC)
Andy Barragan (Teamsters BC) vs. Danny Aguilera (Stanton AC)
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66-75 pounds:
Alfonso "Pancho" Velasquez (Teamster BC) vs. Joe Salazar (Elmer Lasley BC)
Albert Davila (Sacred Heart AC) vs. Tony Salazar (Elmer LAsley BC)
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96-105 pounds:
Ronnie Reynolds (Moore/Blouin) vs. Jimmy Cruz (Stanton AC)
Rick Farris (Johnny Flores Gym) vs. Phil Hernandez (Stanton AC)
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These are just a few weight classes that competed that night.
It was a semi-final elimination which pits four boxers from each weight class.
Frank pointed out to me today that there were so many kids in the lowest weight class (first listed) that they had nine semi finalists. That is a lot of competition for 35-45 pounders.
People might smile and think 35-45 pounders are cute. Truth is, more than half of them were childhood veterans.
Several had more natural boxing skills than many of the professionals you see in action today. No exageration.
-Rick Farris
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15th Annual JUNIOR GOLDEN GLOVES TOURNAMENT
Sponsored by the Joint Council of Teamsters No. 42
Date: Friday, August 23, 1968
Place: Alexandria Hotel - 5th & Spring St. Los Angeles
Showtime: 7:30pm
Weigh-in: 6:30pm
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SEMI FINALS- Open Class
35-45 pounds:
Gus Hurtado Jr. (Wilminton Gym) vs. Steven Huggins (Stanton AC)
Donald Stanfield (Teamsters BC) vs. Bobby Rizo (Sacred Heart AC)
Donnell Crowder (San Diego BC) vs. Frank Reyes (Eastside BC)
Danny Barragon (Teamsters BC) vs. Tony Baltazar (Eastside BC)
Stand by- Tony Campa
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56-65 pounds:
Bobby Valenzuela (Tony Valenzuela) vs. Frankie Baltazar (Eastside BC)
Andy Barragan (Teamsters BC) vs. Danny Aguilera (Stanton AC)
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66-75 pounds:
Alfonso "Pancho" Velasquez (Teamster BC) vs. Joe Salazar (Elmer Lasley BC)
Albert Davila (Sacred Heart AC) vs. Tony Salazar (Elmer LAsley BC)
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96-105 pounds:
Ronnie Reynolds (Moore/Blouin) vs. Jimmy Cruz (Stanton AC)
Rick Farris (Johnny Flores Gym) vs. Phil Hernandez (Stanton AC)
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These are just a few weight classes that competed that night.
It was a semi-final elimination which pits four boxers from each weight class.
Frank pointed out to me today that there were so many kids in the lowest weight class (first listed) that they had nine semi finalists. That is a lot of competition for 35-45 pounders.
People might smile and think 35-45 pounders are cute. Truth is, more than half of them were childhood veterans.
Several had more natural boxing skills than many of the professionals you see in action today. No exageration.
-Rick Farris
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Rick...seeing the 1968 Jr GG program, I can't believe how deep the pool of talent was in those years, I remember some of the fighters in the program, not all....Rick Farris wrote:A few matches listed from a 1968 Junior Golden Gloves program . . .
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15th Annual JUNIOR GOLDEN GLOVES TOURNAMENT
Sponsored by the Joint Council of Teamsters No. 42
Date: Friday, August 23, 1968
Place: Alexandria Hotel - 5th & Spring St. Los Angeles
Showtime: 7:30pm
Weigh-in: 6:30pm
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SEMI FINALS- Open Class
35-45 pounds:
Gus Hurtado Jr. (Wilminton Gym) vs. Steven Huggins (Stanton AC)
Donald Stanfield (Teamsters BC) vs. Bobby Rizo (Sacred Heart AC)
Donnell Crowder (San Diego BC) vs. Frank Reyes (Eastside BC)
Danny Barragon (Teamsters BC) vs. Tony Baltazar (Eastside BC)
Stand by- Tony Campa
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56-65 pounds:
Bobby Valenzuela (Tony Valenzuela) vs. Frankie Baltazar (Eastside BC)
Andy Barragan (Teamsters BC) vs. Danny Aguilera (Stanton AC)
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66-75 pounds:
Alfonso "Pancho" Velasquez (Teamster BC) vs. Joe Salazar (Elmer Lasley BC)
Albert Davila (Sacred Heart AC) vs. Tony Salazar (Elmer LAsley BC)
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96-105 pounds:
Ronnie Reynolds (Moore/Blouin) vs. Jimmy Cruz (Stanton AC)
Rick Farris (Johnny Flores Gym) vs. Phil Hernandez (Stanton AC)
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These are just a few weight classes that competed that night.
It was a semi-final elimination which pits four boxers from each weight class.
Frank pointed out to me today that there were so many kids in the lowest weight class (first listed) that they had nine semi finalists. That is a lot of competition for 35-45 pounders.
People might smile and think 35-45 pounders are cute. Truth is, more than half of them were childhood veterans.
Several had more natural boxing skills than many of the professionals you see in action today. No exageration.
-Rick Farris
Gus Hurtado out of the Wilminton teen post was trained by his father, whom's name I can't recall at the moment.
THE Barragan brother's were trained by Tommy Cocan out of the Teamsters Gym/BC
The Stanfield brothers fought for Louis J. out of the Teamsters Gym/BC
Tony Campa, another Teamsters boy
Alfonos "Poncho" Velasquez was another Teamsters boy
Jimmy Cruz, out of Stanton AC was Noe Cruz son
The Salazar brothers fought for Elmer Lasley out of Riverside
Frankie Reyes fought for Pete Avalos out of the Eastside BC.
Steven Huggins fought for Jake Horn out of Stanton AC
The Valenzuela boys, Bobby, Tony and Victor fought for Canto Robledo and the boys father, Tony, out of Crown City Stables
Victor will be inducted into the CBHOF in 2010
Danny Aguilera fought for Jake Horn, Stanton AC
Bobby Rizo fought for Tony Cerda, Sacred Heart AC
We know who Rick Farris fought for, Phil Hernandez, I don't remember
Some of the boys named above went on to fight pro, other went into other endeavors
Would like to know what these kids are doing today....