Classic American West Coast Boxing

[Rick Farris]

*When asked what surprised him most about humanity, the Dalai Lama answered . . .

“Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.”

[Rick Farris]

I don't know how we even got onto this anymore. It's truly ironic because I'm not even a baseball fan. I haven't been to a Cardinal's baseball game in 10 years, and can't name more than five of the players.

However, I will point out that the Dodgers had "problems" defeating the Cards three times this earlier year . . . But those games happened a couple of months ago . . . too far back to worry a 'what have you done for me lately' guy like Rick.

Speaking of baseball (our recent posts have not been about baseball) let me tell you a little story that defines why I refuse to be "loyal" to any sports franchise today. Let me start by saying, I will always stand up for the Dodgers because in 1963, when I was 11, the Dodgers did something that I will never forget. The first year I saw them play at the new Dodger Stadium was 1963, and they played the Cardinals with the great Stan Musiel, with our great pitcher, Sandy Koufax on the mound.) That year the Dodgers whipped the Yanks four straight in World Series play. I was so proud becasue I knew then that the Yanks are America's premiere baseball team, hands down. They will always be my favorite team. Unfortunatly, today's athletes are a pain in the ass, and one of them played for the Dodgers. This guy was a big name in MLB baseball in the 80's, but for the life of me I can't think ofhis name. He was a Dodger catcher, and he was a big hitter. He would go from the Dudgers to the Mets, and then to the Marlins, I believe. Charlie will know who he is. Good looking the guy was, popular, he was raised by a wealthy family in New York. One of the highest paid players in baseball. The last time I attended a game at Dodger Stadium, I took my God son and a few of his little friends, all in elementary school. A TV director had given me his four box seats for the game, so I took the boy's to this game. As we are leaving, we see the catcher leaving the stadium with another player. We had passes to get us in an area most fans don't visit, hence our being so close to the players. When my boy and his friends saw the catcher, they were in awe, just as I was when I met Henry Armstrong. I enouraged them, handing them a pen I brought just in case, "Go ask him for his autograph". The boys ran up to the player and addressed him by name, asking if he'd please sign their program. I was shocked, the prick not only refused to sign the program, but looked irritated that the boys were asking him. "I don't sign autographs!" he told them and walked away. I know that many of these guys sign contracts with baseball card companys, but instead of being kind in his refusal, he was rude. The boys were embarrassed and heart broken. When I saw this I used every ounce of control I could muster to keep muself from kicking this piece of shit in the balls. I'm serious. Had the boys not been around, I'd have confronted him with fighting words. But I could not let them see this type of behavior so I just told them, sorry kids he was just real busy. To take their mind off the disappointment, we went out and did something else that was fun. I thought, one day I'll see this jackass and I'll have some fun with him. But happily, that day never came. When you talk loyalty, I choose carefully who I am loyal to, and I my loyalty is beyond fierce. To anything else, I could care less. I know I am far from perfect, but I know about loyalty,but I don't just pass it out like a stick of bubblegum. If I did, then it wouldn't be worth much would it. I'll always root for the Dodgers, but like you, I'm not a baseball fan. An when they are losing, I assure you I will never follow them. In a big city, we have a lot more choices than in Mid America. And you best watch how far you go in challenging my charactor, because in this part of the country, we don't tolerate bullshit from the cheap seats. Time to move on, and I apologize to the forum for my part in this bullsh*t. It's over! Back to boxing . . .

>rick we had a local fighter named rafael g. he had quite a following up here he boxed at the civic aud sf and in sacramento all around.after one of his fights we were in the locker room a couple of boys came in with their dads and asked him to sign his program. he said no as he was rather arrogant. I just happened to say well those guys will probably never buy a ticket to see you fight again. he jumped up called them back and gave them his autograph. I think the lowest thing a so called man would do is hurt a kid. Especially one that looks up to you. These baseball guys are well paid cry the most of any guys in sports....I agree back to boxing....

Floyd Patterson, after spending several minutes signing autographs for a cluster of fans, was asked if it bothered him when fans asked him for his autograph. Replied Floyd: "No. It will bother me if they stop asking."[/quote]

I love Floyd Patterson. For reasons far beyond boxing, in many ways he is my favorite heavyweight champ.
Rest in Peace great champion.

[Rick Farris]

I don't know how we even got onto this anymore. It's truly ironic because I'm not even a baseball fan. I haven't been to a Cardinal's baseball game in 10 years, and can't name more than five of the players.

However, I will point out that the Dodgers had "problems" defeating the Cards three times this earlier year . . . But those games happened a couple of months ago . . . too far back to worry a 'what have you done for me lately' guy like Rick.

Speaking of baseball (our recent posts have not been about baseball) let me tell you a little story that defines why I refuse to be "loyal" to any sports franchise today. Let me start by saying, I will always stand up for the Dodgers because in 1963, when I was 11, the Dodgers did something that I will never forget. The first year I saw them play at the new Dodger Stadium was 1963, and they played the Cardinals with the great Stan Musiel, with our great pitcher, Sandy Koufax on the mound.) That year the Dodgers whipped the Yanks four straight in World Series play. I was so proud becasue I knew then that the Yanks are America's premiere baseball team, hands down. They will always be my favorite team. Unfortunatly, today's athletes are a pain in the ass, and one of them played for the Dodgers. This guy was a big name in MLB baseball in the 80's, but for the life of me I can't think ofhis name. He was a Dodger catcher, and he was a big hitter. He would go from the Dudgers to the Mets, and then to the Marlins, I believe. Charlie will know who he is. Good looking the guy was, popular, he was raised by a wealthy family in New York. One of the highest paid players in baseball. The last time I attended a game at Dodger Stadium, I took my God son and a few of his little friends, all in elementary school. A TV director had given me his four box seats for the game, so I took the boy's to this game. As we are leaving, we see the catcher leaving the stadium with another player. We had passes to get us in an area most fans don't visit, hence our being so close to the players. When my boy and his friends saw the catcher, they were in awe, just as I was when I met Henry Armstrong. I enouraged them, handing them a pen I brought just in case, "Go ask him for his autograph". The boys ran up to the player and addressed him by name, asking if he'd please sign their program. I was shocked, the prick not only refused to sign the program, but looked irritated that the boys were asking him. "I don't sign autographs!" he told them and walked away. I know that many of these guys sign contracts with baseball card companys, but instead of being kind in his refusal, he was rude. The boys were embarrassed and heart broken. When I saw this I used every ounce of control I could muster to keep muself from kicking this piece of shit in the balls. I'm serious. Had the boys not been around, I'd have confronted him with fighting words. But I could not let them see this type of behavior so I just told them, sorry kids he was just real busy. To take their mind off the disappointment, we went out and did something else that was fun. I thought, one day I'll see this jackass and I'll have some fun with him. But happily, that day never came. When you talk loyalty, I choose carefully who I am loyal to, and I my loyalty is beyond fierce. To anything else, I could care less. I know I am far from perfect, but I know about loyalty,but I don't just pass it out like a stick of bubblegum. If I did, then it wouldn't be worth much would it. I'll always root for the Dodgers, but like you, I'm not a baseball fan. An when they are losing, I assure you I will never follow them. In a big city, we have a lot more choices than in Mid America. And you best watch how far you go in challenging my charactor, because in this part of the country, we don't tolerate bullshit from the cheap seats. Time to move on, and I apologize to the forum for my part in this bullsh*t. It's over! Back to boxing . . .

>rick we had a local fighter named rafael g. he had quite a following up here he boxed at the civic aud sf and in sacramento all around.after one of his fights we were in the locker room a couple of boys came in with their dads and asked him to sign his program. he said no as he was rather arrogant. I just happened to say well those guys will probably never buy a ticket to see you fight again. he jumped up called them back and gave them his autograph. I think the lowest thing a so called man would do is hurt a kid. Especially one that looks up to you. These baseball guys are well paid cry the most of any guys in sports....I agree back to boxing....

>rick I heard or just read that your old trainer used to say shake the hand of the man who shook hands with john l sullivan. that is priceless. billy newman used to show me his hand that shook corbetts jeffries and on and on[/quote]

Interesting post, Greg. We have heard of the "six degrees of seperation", and then I think of all those I have had the luck to shake hands with over the years, and who's hands they shook. Truly amazing when you think about it.

[Rick Farris]

Amy Adams . . .

Here is an example of a true Hollywood class act.
This young lady just stepped into our stage to say hello to her friend, director David Fincher.
When you see people from the crew (not the "up your ass" types, just talented pros) circle an actress to say "hello," it's out of respect and friendship.
That's what happened when Amy just popped in. She is not only a brilliant actress, but a very fine person, not to mention a drop dead knockout!
Amy is on the lot filming re-shoots for another "Muppet Movie" in which she is featured.

[kikibalt]

Bob The Chicken

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a
deep slumber. He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter said, 'You died in your sleep, Bob.'
Bob was stunned.

'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for. Send me back!'
St. Peter said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and that is as a chicken.'
Bob was devastated, but begged St. Peter to send him to a farm near his home....
The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking and pecking the ground.
A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day here?'
'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside like I'm gonna explode!'
'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster. 'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before?'
'Never,' said Bob.
'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.'
He did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg! He was overcome with emotion as
he experienced motherhood. He soon laid another egg -- his joy was overwhelming. As he was about to
lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his head, and heard....
"BOB, wake up! You pooped the bed!"

Getting old just aint what they said it would be!

[kikibalt]

>rick I heard or just read that your old trainer used to say shake the hand of the man who shook hands with john l sullivan. that is priceless. billy newman used to show me his hand that shook corbetts jeffries and on and on

Interesting post, Greg. We have heard of the "six degrees of seperation", and then I think of all those I have had the luck to shake hands with over the years, and who's hands they shook. Truly amazing when you think about it.

I do think about the hands my old friends shook, since they all come for low places....

[Rick Farris]

Bob The Chicken

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a
deep slumber. He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter said, 'You died in your sleep, Bob.'
Bob was stunned.

'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for. Send me back!'
St. Peter said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and that is as a chicken.'
Bob was devastated, but begged St. Peter to send him to a farm near his home....
The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking and pecking the ground.
A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day here?'
'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside like I'm gonna explode!'
'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster. 'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before?'
'Never,' said Bob.
'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.'
He did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg! He was overcome with emotion as
he experienced motherhood. He soon laid another egg -- his joy was overwhelming. As he was about to
lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his head, and heard....
"BOB, wake up! You pooped the bed!"

Getting old just aint what they said it would be!

[Rick Farris]

>rick I heard or just read that your old trainer used to say shake the hand of the man who shook hands with john l sullivan. that is priceless. billy newman used to show me his hand that shook corbetts jeffries and on and on

Interesting post, Greg. We have heard of the "six degrees of seperation", and then I think of all those I have had the luck to shake hands with over the years, and who's hands they shook. Truly amazing when you think about it.

I do think about the hands my old friend shook, since they all come for low places....

Coming from a guy who shook the hand of the great Joe Louis, among others!

[CNorkusJr]

Bob The Chicken

Bob came home drunk one night, slid into bed beside his sleeping wife, and fell into a
deep slumber. He awoke before the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter said, 'You died in your sleep, Bob.'
Bob was stunned.

'I'm dead? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for. Send me back!'
St. Peter said, 'I'm sorry, but there's only one way you can go back, and that is as a chicken.'
Bob was devastated, but begged St. Peter to send him to a farm near his home....
The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking and pecking the ground.
A rooster strolled past. 'So, you're the new hen, huh? How's your first day here?'
'Not bad,' replied Bob the hen, 'but I have this strange feeling inside like I'm gonna explode!'
'You're ovulating,' explained the rooster. 'Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before?'
'Never,' said Bob.
'Well, just relax and let it happen,' says the rooster. 'It's no big deal.'
He did, and a few uncomfortable seconds later, out popped an egg! He was overcome with emotion as
he experienced motherhood. He soon laid another egg -- his joy was overwhelming. As he was about to
lay his third egg, he felt a smack on the back of his head, and heard....
"BOB, wake up! You pooped the bed!"

Getting old just aint what they said it would be!

Double

[CNorkusJr]

A woman walks into a bar with a dog under her arm.

The bartender yells "hey,you cant bring that pig in here".
She yells back "This is no pig,its a dog".

The bartender says " I was talking to the dog".

[kikibalt]

Interesting post, Greg. We have heard of the "six degrees of seperation", and then I think of all those I have had the luck to shake hands with over the years, and who's hands they shook. Truly amazing when you think about it.

I do think about the hands my old friend shook, since they all come for low places....

Coming from a guy who shook the hand of the great Joe Louis, among others!

Yeah, but the great Louis was not a friend per se

[kikibalt]

A woman walks into a bar with a dog under her arm.

The bartender yells "hey,you cant bring that pig in here".
She yells back "This is no pig,its a dog".

The bartender says " I was talking to the dog".

[CNorkusJr]

Last one:

Three girlfriends decide to visit the city zoo one day. After awhile,they work their way around to the gorilla cage. As the three girls are standing there,the biggest gorilla comes stomping over by them, spreads the iron bars with his fists and pulls one of the girls into the cage with him.

The other two girls go running for the zoo keeper and help, while the gorilla rips the clothes off the girl as she passes out. The gorilla starts having his way with her in the cage.

The zoo keeper comes running and gets the gorilla off the girl, who is then rushed to a hospital unconscious.

Three days later, the two girlfriends are visiting their friend in the hospital when she starts to come too. They say to their friend "Aletha,Aletha Do it hurt,do it hurt ?!"

Aletha says "Of course it hurt, He dont call,he dont write,he dont send flowers... !".

[kikibalt]

Warning off color joke

A man had a parrot ,Jose, and some chickens. everyday after the man would leave for work Jose would go fu*k the chickens. One day the man came home early and caught Jose banging the chickens, he told Jose that if he caught him fu*king the chickens again he was going to take him to the barber shop so that the barber could cut of his feathers. One day the man came home early again and caught Jose banging the chickens again, he told Jose that he had told him what he was going to do if he caught him banging the chicken. "Let go to the barber shop", they get to the barber shop and as they walked in Jose sees a man sitting in the barber's chain getting a hair cut, Jose yells to the man "Chicken fu*ker!"

[raylawpc]

I've got a California joke if I won't get in trouble for posting it . . .

[kikibalt]

I've got a California joke if I won't get in trouble for posting it . . .

Post it, we can all take a joke.....

[raylawpc]

Californians

A Texan, a Californian, and a Nevadan were out riding their horses.

The Texan pulled out an expensive bottle of whiskey, took a long draught, then another, and then suddenly threw it into the air, pulled out his gun and shot the bottle in midair.

The Californian looked at the Texan and said, "What are you doing? That was a perfectly good bottle of whiskey!!" The Texan replied, "In Texas, there's plenty of whiskey and bottles are cheap.

A while later, not wanted to be outdone, the Californian pulled out a bottle of champagne, took a few sips, threw the half full champagne bottle into the air, pulled out his gun, and shot it in midair.

The Nevadan couldn't believe this and said, "What the heck did you that for? That was an expensive bottle of champagne!! The Californian replied, "In California there is plenty of champagne and bottles are cheap."

A while later, the Nevadan pulled out a bottle of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. He opened it, took a sip, took another sip, then chugged the rest. He then put the bottle back in his saddlebag, pulled out his gun, turned, and shot the Californian.

The shocked Texan said, "Why in the hell did you do that?"

The Nevadan replied, "Well, in Nevada we have plenty of Californians and bottles are worth a nickel."

[coach greg v]

Californians

A Texan, a Californian, and a Nevadan were out riding their horses.

The Texan pulled out an expensive bottle of whiskey, took a long draught, then another, and then suddenly threw it into the air, pulled out his gun and shot the bottle in midair.

The Californian looked at the Texan and said, "What are you doing? That was a perfectly good bottle of whiskey!!" The Texan replied, "In Texas, there's plenty of whiskey and bottles are cheap.

A while later, not wanted to be outdone, the Californian pulled out a bottle of champagne, took a few sips, threw the half full champagne bottle into the air, pulled out his gun, and shot it in midair.

The Nevadan couldn't believe this and said, "What the heck did you that for? That was an expensive bottle of champagne!! The Californian replied, "In California there is plenty of champagne and bottles are cheap."

A while later, the Nevadan pulled out a bottle of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. He opened it, took a sip, took another sip, then chugged the rest. He then put the bottle back in his saddlebag, pulled out his gun, turned, and shot the Californian.

The shocked Texan said, "Why in the hell did you do that?"

The Nevadan replied, "Well, in Nevada we have plenty of Californians and bottles are worth a nickel."

. that how alaskans feel about us californians lol

[kikibalt]

Californians

A Texan, a Californian, and a Nevadan were out riding their horses.

The Texan pulled out an expensive bottle of whiskey, took a long draught, then another, and then suddenly threw it into the air, pulled out his gun and shot the bottle in midair.

The Californian looked at the Texan and said, "What are you doing? That was a perfectly good bottle of whiskey!!" The Texan replied, "In Texas, there's plenty of whiskey and bottles are cheap.

A while later, not wanted to be outdone, the Californian pulled out a bottle of champagne, took a few sips, threw the half full champagne bottle into the air, pulled out his gun, and shot it in midair.

The Nevadan couldn't believe this and said, "What the heck did you that for? That was an expensive bottle of champagne!! The Californian replied, "In California there is plenty of champagne and bottles are cheap."

A while later, the Nevadan pulled out a bottle of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. He opened it, took a sip, took another sip, then chugged the rest. He then put the bottle back in his saddlebag, pulled out his gun, turned, and shot the Californian.

The shocked Texan said, "Why in the hell did you do that?"

The Nevadan replied, "Well, in Nevada we have plenty of Californians and bottles are worth a nickel."

Good one Tom....

[coach greg v]

Californians

A Texan, a Californian, and a Nevadan were out riding their horses.

The Texan pulled out an expensive bottle of whiskey, took a long draught, then another, and then suddenly threw it into the air, pulled out his gun and shot the bottle in midair.

The Californian looked at the Texan and said, "What are you doing? That was a perfectly good bottle of whiskey!!" The Texan replied, "In Texas, there's plenty of whiskey and bottles are cheap.

A while later, not wanted to be outdone, the Californian pulled out a bottle of champagne, took a few sips, threw the half full champagne bottle into the air, pulled out his gun, and shot it in midair.

The Nevadan couldn't believe this and said, "What the heck did you that for? That was an expensive bottle of champagne!! The Californian replied, "In California there is plenty of champagne and bottles are cheap."

A while later, the Nevadan pulled out a bottle of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. He opened it, took a sip, took another sip, then chugged the rest. He then put the bottle back in his saddlebag, pulled out his gun, turned, and shot the Californian.

The shocked Texan said, "Why in the hell did you do that?"

The Nevadan replied, "Well, in Nevada we have plenty of Californians and bottles are worth a nickel."

. that how alaskans feel about us californians lol

> listening to these jokes bring me back to edies ringside bar on ellis st around the corner from newmans gym. fight guys have best stories and jokes......

[raylawpc]

Here's another one:

In a first grade class on the first day of school, the teacher wanted to get to know all the students, so she had them all stand up and say their names.

A little boy stood up and said that his name was "Mother F*cker."

"Excuse me?" asked the incredulous teacher.

"That's right, my name is Mother F*cker."

"Well listen here," said the teacher, "this may be the first day of school, and you may think you can use foul language to get attention, but I can assure you that I won't tolerate it. Now, tell me your real name right now or I will send you straight to the principal's office."

The little boy replied, "Look, I said my name is Mother F*cker, and my name REALLY IS Mother F*cker!"

"Well, that's it! Get out of my classroom right now!"

The boy headed for the door and when he got there he turned to his twin brother who was also in the classroom and said, "Come on, F*ck Face, she ain't gonna believe you either."

[coach greg v]

http://www.oldies.com/product-view/7071FD.html

"Killer McCoy"

thanks frank

[raylawpc]

And speaking of names . . .

Back in Oklahoma, an Indian boy asks his father, "Father, how did I get my name?"

"Well," said his father. "It is a tradition of our tribe that, when a child his born, the father names his son after the first thing he sees as he emerges from his tee-pee following his son's birth.

"When I was born," the father continued, "my father emerged from his tee-pee and saw the sun rising in the east, so he named me, 'Rising Sun.' When my father was born, his father emerged from his tee-pee and saw a three foxes running across the plain, so he named my father, 'Three Foxes Running.'

"But, why do you ask me this, Two Dogs F*cking?"

[kikibalt]

Here's another one:

In a first grade class on the first day of school, the teacher wanted to get to know all the students, so she had them all stand up and say their names.

A little boy stood up and said that his name was "Mother F*cker."

"Excuse me?" asked the incredulous teacher.

"That's right, my name is Mother F*cker."

"Well listen here," said the teacher, "this may be the first day of school, and you may think you can use foul language to get attention, but I can assure you that I won't tolerate it. Now, tell me your real name right now or I will send you straight to the principal's office."

The little boy replied, "Look, I said my name is Mother F*cker, and my name REALLY IS Mother F*cker!"

"Well, that's it! Get out of my classroom right now!"

The boy headed for the door and when he got there he turned to his twin brother who was also in the classroom and said, "Come on, F*ck Face, she ain't gonna believe you either."

[coach greg v]

http://www.oldies.com/product-view/7071FD.html

"Killer McCoy"

thanks frank

.just got it thaniks again greg