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Tommy Umeda by Tommy Umeda
Tommy Umeda
Journal of Combative Sport, Mar 2001
Hawaiian Nisei Boxer: Yukito "Tommy" Umeda
By Tommy Umeda
I remember helping clean milking stalls from ten or eleven years of age, and from the age of twelve I was milking cows. I hated doing it but Pop said to do it so we did it because we had just one employee who did most of the milking and cutting the grass for the herd. By 1940-1941 I was getting up at 2:30 in the morning to milk cows before going to school. Man, I hated it. By early 1941 feed supply for the herd and bottling supplies were becoming difficult to get because of world conditions so my brother and I begged Dad to sell the farm, but no way would he do it. About this time, the Board of Health said our dairy had to move because it was in what had become a residential district. So instead of moving to a new farm district, my brother and I ganged up on Dad and convinced him to sell the dairy. Boy, it was just in the nick of time because it was just before December 7 when we got rid of the dairy.
Meanwhile, around 1939 Honolulu’s biggest dairy and the Honolulu Advertiser joined together to start a boxing gym called Boys’ Town Gym. It was in our neighborhood so I started going over there to train. I was fourteen years old at the time. But after two to three months the gym folded and Joe Lynch, a manager/trainer who came over from the mainland to train Hollywood movie stars, bought all the equipment and opened a gym at Bethel Street in downtown and he invited me to come over and start over there. [EN1] I felt good going to Bethel Street because that’s where the pool hall and beer joints were located.
On the morning of December 7, 1941, I was training at the CYO [Catholic Youth Organization] gym, which was on the third floor on the Lady of Peace Cathedral on Fort Street. On the following day, we were to fight the boxing team from Waipahu, which is on the other side of Pearl Harbor, and the Waipahu boys were to come to our gym to weigh-in and get a physical check for our fight. While we were waiting for them to show up we looked out the window and saw the enemy planes flying over Pearl Harbor. The third floor was pretty high in those days.
They didn’t show up so after a while a bunch of us walked mauka [toward the direction of the mountain] on Nuuanu Avenue, and saw where a bomb fell outside the residence of some of our teammates. Later we found out three of our teammates lost their lives to the bombs.
So for a while boxing activity at the CYO gym came to a halt.
But with war breaking out there weren’t too many activities going on at night so the professional promoter started putting on Sunday daytime fights. There weren’t enough pro fighters to fill the Sunday afternoon card, so they worked it so that amateur fighters could fill in under the pros. As a result, we started training again.
About this time the Army said that ethnic Japanese fighters could only fight other ethnic Japanese fighters. So I told Bill Kim, the team manager for the CYO club, "I quit." After thinking it over, Bill told me, "You are now Tommy Wong and you’re fighting on Sunday." This is how I got the name "Tommy". [EN3] Everybody knew I was Umeda, not Wong, but nobody cared and I was only sixteen and it didn’t occur to me that maybe I should say this wasn’t right.
When we weren’t fighting on Sunday’s pro card in Honolulu, we fought at Red Hill (a big defense project involving underground fuel storage at Pearl Harbor) and sometimes at Schofield Barracks, Pearl Harbor, Kaneohe Marine Corps Air Station, and other places around the island. We liked fighting at Schofield Barracks, ‘cuz they had the best grub of all bases. During wartime a lot of things were rationed, but up there you could eat all you wanted.
On January 15, 1943 I turned 18. I don’t remember the date when they called for volunteers to form the 442nd Regimental Combat Team, but on March 24, 1943 I was in the Army. I never did graduate from high school.
During our training at Camp Shelby, Mississippi, we did some boxing at the base gym. [EN4] I was in this fight with a guy from the 69th Division and he started biting my neck. Or at least everybody thought he was biting my neck. Actually he was trying to get his mouthpiece back in. But anyway people piled in the ring and it almost became a real fight. So that was the last time I boxed in the Army.
I was assigned to Company I, which was one of the best units. In Italy, Company I became famous for its involvement in the rescue of that Texas unit, the Lost Battalion, but I was in the hospital, with dysentery. I was very fortunate to miss that one, thank God.
I returned to Hawai’i in 1945 and started boxing professionally soon after. My managers included Richard "Pablo" Chinen and Henry "Moe" Oshiro, and the promoter who did the most for me was Al Schaff.
We fought all over the Territory, going to the military bases, Kauai, Hilo, places like that. A typical purse in those days was fifty dollars. That was nice, but it didn’t pay the bills, so for a job, I worked at Hickam Field as a carpenter. Hell, what do I know about carpentry. So after the first job force reduction, I got my get-lost notice.
Well, I took the hint and sold my contraption, a 1940 Desoto, packed my bags, and got myself a one-way ticket to Seattle. On the plane I sat with a guy going to Anchorage who told me that Alaskan salmon fishermen were making a pile of loot working about eight to nine months of the year. That was enough for me.
When I got off at Seattle I called my army buddy Shiro Kashino and told him about my plan. He said, "Are you crazy? Everybody there is shooting each other for jobs." [EN6] So the next morning Shiro picked me up at the YMCA where I checked in and he drove me to the Boeing Airplane Company employment office and told me to go in and sign up.
After work, I went straight to the gym to train. I think it was called the Cherry Street Gym, and it was where all the professional boxers trained. Harry "Kid" Matthews was the name fighter in those parts back.
I lost one fight out of about sixteen. That loss was to Stan Almond, the Canadian bantamweight champ, during an 8-round fight in Tacoma. Another fight, with Jackie Turner, was ruled a loss at the time. But it was so unfairly scored that three days later the Washington Boxing Commission changed the decision to a draw.
After two months Almond and I got together again for a 10-round fight in Vancouver, British Columbia. Vancouver was his hometown, so you know the chances of a buddhahead winning if the fight went the distance. [EN7] But I beat him anyway.
Around then I ran into Al Schaff, who was in Seattle on his way to Los Angeles. In Seattle they were only paying $50 for a 4-round fight and $100 for a 6-round fight, so I begged Al to get me some fights in Los Angeles.
Well, he had connections with the top man in LA, namely Babe McCoy’s nephew, Sparky Rudolph. As for Rudolph’s connections, well, after a couple of fights in LA, I got called for fights in Las Vegas, Anchorage, San Jose, Mexico City…
In October 1951 they sent Freddie "Babe" Herman and me to Australia. I was supposed to fight Jimmy Carruthers, the world’s #1 bantamweight contender, but when I got there they said they never heard of me so they told me to prove myself first. I must fight Bluey Wilkins, a featherweight.
Well, I got myself into the best shape of my life and I beat Wilkins in twelve rounds. After that, Carruthers would have nothing to do with me in the ring.
After a couple months of sitting around, they matched me with Ray Coleman, who was in a weight class higher than me. During this fight, I was ahead on points, but in the seventh my bandage was hanging out of my glove, so I raised my hands to show the referee. I expected him to halt the fight while they fixed my bandage. But the referee said I quit. Bull! I was ahead on points so why would I quit?
After hanging around Australia for five months waiting to fight Jimmy Carruthers, I finally told the promoter to give me my airplane ticket home. Boy, was he glad to see me leave. To think six months later, Carruthers went to South Africa to fight Vic Toweel for the world championship, and won by knockout.
In April and June 1952 I fought Keeny Teran for the California bantamweight championship. The first time I lost, but the second time I knocked him out in seven rounds.
After that I went to Mexico City for a fight and it was called due to a cut. I lost a couple fights due to cuts, but was never knocked out. I think the reason is that I rode the punches. Riding the punches isn’t something you are born knowing how to do, it’s something you learn. You don’t have to have a great punch to be a fighter, but you do need to be clever, to move around. Me, I was a club fighter, a crowd-pleaser, rather than a great boxer. I gave the crowd a good show. That was what I did. And when I couldn’t do that any more I quit boxing.
After retiring from the ring I stayed in California. Usually I worked construction worker but sometimes I worked as an extra in movies. The role everybody has seen is Godzilla (1956). [EN8] The original was filmed and produced in Japan, but the American version included splices of Raymond Burr that were shot in a small studio in LA. I played a Japanese news reporter taking notes while a Japanese professor advised a press conference about plans for getting rid of Godzilla. Actually, I was writing up my scratch sheet for the horse races at Santa Anita, and as soon as the first break was called, I ran to the phone to call my bookie and place a bet.
Around Thanksgiving 1957 I went to New Mexico as the valet for professional wrestler Stanley "Oyama Kato" Mayeshiro. I liked traveling, but that was still rough work. I mean, you had to travel a couple hundred miles a day, every day, including Sundays. Worse, we were the bad guys, what they called heels. So my job was to make people hate us. I’d wear these thick glasses and pull on the referee’s leg and sometimes little old ladies would come from behind and whack me on the back with their handbags. Another time, a little kid put his ice cream cone on my seat while I was walking around harassing the referee. I sat down without looking and gave everyone a good laugh. Meanwhile Mayeshiro treated me like I really was his valet. So when we went back to LA for Christmas I told him to get somebody else.
In 1959 I got married. My wife, Maria, was born in Chile, but her family returned to Japan when she was a child. During the early 1960s we had two sons, Allen and Robin. But my parents were getting old, so in 1968 we left LA for Honolulu, as that way I could do a better job of taking care of them. In Hawai’i, I continued working in construction until the late 1980s. After that I worked part-time as a tour guide for Japanese tourists, and then I retired. Well, sort of -- weekdays I help take care of my granddaughter while her mother is at work.
Career record: Yukito "Tommy" Umeda
Date Opponent Location Result
1946 Jun 14 Kid Waianae Honolulu W4
1946 Jul 12 Kid Waianae Honolulu W4
1946 Aug 30 Kid Tarlac (Aceres) Honolulu TKO1
1946 Sep 28 Louis Rodrigues Honolulu W4
1946 Oct 31 Henry Davis Honolulu L6
1946 Dec 12 Henry Davis Honolulu TKO by 3
1947 Feb 28 Eddie Silva Honolulu KO3
1947 Mar 14 Victor Sagpang Honolulu D4
1947 Apr 7 Hideo Tengan Honolulu L5
1947 Apr 18 Andres Peralta Honolulu KO3
1947 May 9 Andres Peralta Honolulu KO1
1947 May 13 Joseph Soares Honolulu L6
1947 May 30 Billy Herrera Honolulu L6
1947 Jun 27 Joseph Soares Honolulu L5
1947 Jul 5 Henry Davis Maui TKO by 3
1947 Aug 1 Marce Totor Honolulu L5
1947 Sep 5 Raymond Perera Honolulu KO2
1947 Sep 9 Placido Torres Honolulu L4
1947 Oct 9 Marce Totor Honolulu W5
1947 Dec 23 Gus "Tiger" Rosa Honolulu L5
1948 Feb 3 Gus "Tiger" Rosa Honolulu L4
1948 Apr 6 Mike Ines Honolulu D5
1948 Apr 20 Mike Ines Honolulu L5
1948 Jul 6 Mamoru Hirota Honolulu D4
1949 Apr 19 James Nagao Honolulu D4
1949 Sep 20 Indian Joe Pete Seattle W4
1949 Oct 4 Pepper Martin Seattle D4
1949 Oct 18 Jackie Donnelley Seattle W4
1949 Nov 4 Spider Renaud Seattle W4
1949 Dec 1 Larry Regan Seattle TKO4
1949 Dec 6 Mel Eagleman Seattle KO2
1949 Dec 16 Tommy Rhett Seattle W6
1950 Feb 2 Indian Joe Pete Tacoma W6
1950 Feb 27 Jackie Turner Seattle D6
1950 Mar 16 Hector Marquez Tacoma W6
1950 May 4 Stan Almond Tacoma L8
1950 Jun 5 Stan Almond Vancouver BC W10
1950 Jul 12 Bobby Doll Spokane TKO5
1950 Aug 30 Larry Regan Spokane TKO2
1950 Sep 13 Tony Alvarez Spokane W6
1950 Oct 13 Johnny "Pago Pago" Scott Seattle ND3
1950 Dec Tony Alvarez Vancouver BC W6
1950 Dec Jackie Turner Vancouver BC W6
1951 Jan 18 Tony Alvarez Vancouver BC KO5
1951 Apr 10 Manuel Hernandez Los Angeles D6
1951 Apr 17 Manuel Hernandez Los Angeles D6
1951 Apr 24 Johnny Malloy Los Angeles W6
1951 May 8 Manuel Hernandez Los Angeles W6
1951 May 22 Oscar Torres Los Angeles W6
1951 May 29 Oscar Torres Los Angeles W6
1951 Jun 12 Johnny Malloy Los Angeles L4
1951 Aug 14 Bobby Garza Los Angeles L
1951 Aug 21 Keeny Teran Los Angeles L6
1951 Sep 11 Eddie Hernandez Hollywood L4
1951 Nov 9 Bluey Wilkins Melbourne, Australia L12
1951 Dec 12 Bluey Wilkins Melbourne, Australia W12
1951 Billy Peacock Australia L
1952 Feb 4 Ray Coleman Sydney, Australia TKO by 7
1952 Apr 22 Keeny Teran Los Angeles L10
1952 Jun 24 Keeny Teran Los Angeles TKO7
1952 Jul 19 Edel Ojeda Mexico City, Mexico D2
1952 Aug 19 Oscar Torres Los Angeles L12
1952 Sep 23 Otilio Galvan Los Angeles L10
1952 Dec 2 Oscar Torres Los Angeles L12
1952 Dec 9 Keeny Teran Los Angeles L10
1953 Jan 13 Billy Peacock Los Angeles L10
1953 Feb 3 Billy Peacock Los Angeles L10
1953 Feb 18 Tanny Campo Manila L10
1953 Mar 15 Andy Escobar Manila D10
1953 May 26 Baby Moe Mario Los Angeles KO by 9
1953 Jun 30 Alex Santoy San Antonio, TX L10
1953 Oct 6 José Cotero Los Angeles L10
1953 Dec 7 Oscar Torres Los Angeles KO by 6