A Heavyweight Game.

[witherspoon]

Thank you op, great idea for a topic, BOTP/BH is back from the dead

But we are going to run dry soon, You won't be offended if I copy your idea shamelessly and start an identical thread for a different weightclass when we have exhausted the supply of HW's.

[SaadOffTheDeck]

Thank you op, great idea for a topic, BOTP/BH is back from the dead

But we are going to run dry soon, You won't be offended if I copy your idea shamelessly and start an identical thread for a different weightclass when we have exhausted the supply of HW's.

No reason why you can't repeat guys with different answers. I'm absolutely positive that Young would school Vitali.

[SaadOffTheDeck]

Luis Angel Firpo comes from behind on all 3 cards to score a 15 round stoppage win with a hail Mary roundhouse punch in the final minute, Greg Page having become complacent in the last 3 rounds and allowed Firpo to boss him around the ring, fully believing that his opponent doesnt have the punch to cause him too much trouble.
Referee stops the fight with Page in serious trouble on the ropes.

Mike Weaver.

Joe Bugner outpoints Mike Weaver over 15 rounds (I'm not counting Bugner as a world champion although he won some sort of world title belt in his late forties).

Gerrie Coetzee.

Renaldo Snipes, lol, jk.

Carl Williams uses his jab to maintain distance and stops a desperate Gerrie in 7.

Corbett

[Cutman Scabbers]

Luis Angel Firpo comes from behind on all 3 cards to score a 15 round stoppage win with a hail Mary roundhouse punch in the final minute, Greg Page having become complacent in the last 3 rounds and allowed Firpo to boss him around the ring, fully believing that his opponent doesnt have the punch to cause him too much trouble.
Referee stops the fight with Page in serious trouble on the ropes.

Mike Weaver.

Nice one!

[witherspoon]

A young, unbeaten Tyrell Biggs has the dimensions, speed and the punch to soundly out point Chris Byrd.

Michael Moorer.

[witherspoon]

Nice one!

Thank you

[Cutman Scabbers]

A young, unbeaten Tyrell Biggs has the dimensions, speed and the punch to soundly out point Chris Byrd.

Michael Moorer.

Bob Foster KOs Michael Moorer, who finally meets a light heavyweight he couldn't beat.

My champ: Gene Tunney

[Ambling Alp II]

Sam Langford bangs out a decision victory over Norton.

Rocky Marciano stops Langford late in a great fight.

[Cutman Scabbers]

Sam Langford bangs out a decision victory over Norton.

Rocky Marciano stops Langford late in a great fight.

Rocky Marciano, up against the tallest opponent he has ever faced, comes out stalking
in his famous crouch, trying to get under the slicing fast jab and close the distance on
4-time New York Golden Gloves Heavyweight Champion Mitch "Blood" Green. Pumped
up for his first World Title shot and world-class payday, Green proves an elusive target
and lives up to his moniker by the end of round one, opening up a small cut over
Rocky's right eye. In rounds 2 and 3 the Rock rolls closer -- not close enough to land
anything telling upstairs -- yet managing to batter Green's arms and raise a few welts
on his sides under and around his ribs. Green however, remains unfazed, slicing and
dicing with his fast hands until the Rock is cut both under and over the right eye
in by round five. At the beginning of round 6, Rocky stoops low and launches
his Suzy Q over Green's long jab, crashing on his left eye socket. A gallon of Jheri Curl
douses fans in the VIP seats along with a piece of Green's upper bridgework, which
lands in Beyonce's popcorn, but the towering former gang leader is fighting as if he has
Angel Dust coursing through his veins, as he isn't even staggered, and fires back with a
twelve or thirteen punch combination (too blurred by speed and his Karate-shouts to count).
The seam on the glove of one of Green's slashing right uppercuts tears a huge gash over
Rocky's left eye. After two doctor's checks in the 7th Rocky swings for the fences but can't
see through the veil of blood well enough to connect. Seemingly energized by all the blood,
Green opens the cuts wider with his long jabs and fast right uppercuts. After a long doctor's
check in round 8, the referee has seen enough and stops the fight on cuts.

[Cutman Scabbers]

(Revised Version)

Rocky Marciano, up against the tallest opponent he has ever faced, comes out stalking
in his famous crouch, trying to get under the slicing fast jab and close the distance on
4-time New York Golden Gloves Heavyweight Champion Mitch "Blood" Green. Pumped
up for his first World Title shot and world-class payday, Green proves an elusive target
and lives up to his moniker by the end of round one, opening up a small cut over
Rocky's right eye. Green's punches aren't hard, but they're fast -- too damn fast --
a function of the 6 oz. glove concession to the Marciano camp.

In rounds 2 and 3 the Rock rolls closer -- not close enough to land anything telling
upstairs, yet managing to batter Green's arms and raise a few welts on his sides under
and around his ribs. Green however, remains unfazed, slicing and dicing with fast hands
until the Rock is cut both under and over the right eye by round five. At the beginning of
round 6, Rocky stoops low and launches his Suzy Q over Green's long jab, crash landing on
his left eye socket. A gallon of Jheri Curl douses fans in the VIP seats along with a piece of
Green's upper bridgework, which lands in Beyonce's popcorn as if to take a bite.

Incredibly, towering former gang leader isn't even staggered; fighting back like (?) a man
with Angel Dust coursing through his veins, Green fires off a twelve or thirteen punch
combination (too blurred by speed and his Karate-shouts to count). The rough seam on the
glove of one of Green's slashing right uppercuts tears a huge gash over Rocky's left eye. After
two doctor's checks in the 7th Rocky swings for the fences but can't see through the veil of
blood well enough to connect. Seemingly energized by all the blood, Green opens the cuts wider
with his long jabs and fast right uppercuts. After a long doctor's check in round 8, the referee
has seen enough and stops the fight on cuts.

[abdelfadeeli]

Jimmy Young

Now I'm not sure Young could beat Liston, but Liston's biggest weakness was guys with good movement and defense and Young certainly had those assets. I think on his best night Young would've been able to box and move his way to a decision victory against Liston, likely enduring some knockdowns and scary moments along the way...I could easily see Liston knocking out Young as well, but I think Young could've beaten him.

While the Foreman Young bout may be regarded as a primer to this bout, Liston was smarter and had more ring-guile, and was far better in most if not all categories. He wouldn't get frustrated and play into Young's hands, he could throw more punches than Foreman per round without tiring the way Foreman often did.

I think Liston's jab, applied correctly (doubled/triped) would enable him to bust up Young and enable Liston to put work into Young's midsection. Liston isn't going to 'just' try harder when Young thwarts Plan 'A', he'll try a few things, find something that works and come out the winner after a few frustrating early rounds.

Liston was not unused to fighting extremely awkward or defensivly savvy fighters either, look at his record and sparring partners list, unlike most 'punchers' he and his camp seemed to make an effort to expose him to difficult opponents so he could apply his abilities to those type of adversaries.

Liston- late TKO.

[Tuan_Jim]

Alex Garcia would have beaten cooney.

My Champ is Mike Tyson, I think its going to be interesting what contender comes up here that would have beaten a prime Tyson.

Mimmy, I love and enjoy your tapes, but you can't seriously think Alex Garcia would have beaten Gerry Cooney. The guy who went life & death with Eric Curry, was whacked by Dixon and Lane, beats Gerry Cooney?

Of all the deranged calls in this thread (Chuvalo beating Tyson etc), that's the most absurd. Cooney doesn't go so easy as Bernard Benton.

did you see 90 year old George foreman against Cooney?

I saw what the world class, iron chinned, monster punching George Foreman did to Gerry Cooney. How does it relate to Alex Garcia?

[Cutman Scabbers]

My champ: Pinklon Thomas

[keithmoonhangover]

My champ: Pinklon Thomas

I'm gonna say Gerry Cooney could have won that fight. I think his power would see him through. Thomas would win the first three rounds with the jab, but then Cooney would come on strong. Late stoppage for Gerry.

My Champion: Jack Dempsey. Which non title holder beats Jack.

[Crease]

My Champion: Jack Dempsey.

Joey Maxim defeats Jack Dempsey! (against all odds)

Here was a man who was only stopped once in his entire illustrious career.
Here was a man who suffered the explosive fists of Archie Moore THREE times over 15 rounders and always brought him the distance.
Here was a man with astounding powers of recovery - an opponent who would suffer repeated knockdowns, yet have the single-mindedness to continue.
Here was a man who had gotten hurt in the ring, yet always had the conviction to fight on.

HOW THE FIGHT WOULD PLAY OUT

Dempsey enters as the heavy favourite, but in an amazing turn of events - Maxim employs the perfect gameplan, he uses his speed (as a natural Light Heavyweight) to punch and move, punch and move - frustratingly the hell out of the reigning Champion.

Maxim's appreciate of space and distance is key here - as he steals the early sounds at a canter. He is caught a few times and looked genuinely hurt, but he's able to navigate a path out of the corner and get out of there.

Going into the 8th round, most at ringside have him all 7 rounds up. Dempsey - fearing that his title might be slipping away turns up the heat, but Maxim's elusiveness proves effective yet again and the 8th round could have been anybodys.

Dempsey is starting to find some joy and anticipates Maxim's movements and he starts connecting with blows. The Champ wins the 9th and the 10th.

In round 11 Maxim changes it up and unexpectedly comes forward, landing speedy & classy combinations, catching Dempsey off-guard. Joey takes the round.

Round 12 - Dempsey won't be fooled again, he forces the challenger back and takes yhe round.

In round 13 - Maxim fighting for all that he is worth, and knowing that only the fight of his life is enough to pry the title away from the champ, showd an extraordinary amount of conviction and sticks to his gameplan and delivers a boring masterclass, taking the found and showing that he refuses to accept being bullied.

But that only adds fuel to the fire and in rounds 14 & 15, Dempsey eventually catches his man and floors him 3 times over the two rounds in a brutal cidplay of savagery. Maxim is slowing down and he just can't keep the pace with the fitter man.

But hold on he does. Badly hurt he may be, but he just about survives the ordeal and meets the final bell of the 15th round with a glad heart and a small smile of relief on his tired & bruised face.

Judges verdict: Maxim wins by Split Decision.

[witherspoon]

I'm going to be totally unimaginative here and go for Billy Conn.

And I'll take huge liberties with the circumstances of the match. Billy has the benefit of the experience of his first loss to Joe Louis but is yet to be blunted by WW2.

Dempsey who squashed Carpentier probably catches Billy about mid fight and it's all down hill for Conn from there. I see him getting overpowered and outpointed and I wouldn't put it past him to stay on his feet all the way (if he can be smart).

Dempsey who was out boxed by Tunney has, I think lost just enough of his offensive vitality to be bamboozled (and occasionally hurt) for 12 rounds by a man who isn't exactly tiny in comparison.

My champ is Tommy Burns, and I would like his conqueror to be 6' or under, if you please.

[witherspoon]

My Champion: Jack Dempsey.

Joey Maxim defeats Jack Dempsey! (against all odds)

Here was a man who was only stopped once in his entire illustrious career.
Here was a man who suffered the explosive fists of Archie Moore THREE times over 15 rounders and always brought him the distance.
Here was a man with astounding powers of recovery - an opponent who would suffer repeated knockdowns, yet have the single-mindedness to continue.
Here was a man who had gotten hurt in the ring, yet always had the conviction to fight on.

HOW THE FIGHT WOULD PLAY OUT

Dempsey enters as the heavy favourite, but in an amazing turn of events - Maxim employs the perfect gameplan, he uses his speed (as a natural Light Heavyweight) to punch and move, punch and move - frustratingly the hell out of the reigning Champion.

Maxim's appreciate of space and distance is key here - as he steals the early sounds at a canter. He is caught a few times and looked genuinely hurt, but he's able to navigate a path out of the corner and get out of there.

Going into the 8th round, most at ringside have him all 7 rounds up. Dempsey - fearing that his title might be slipping away turns up the heat, but Maxim's elusiveness proves effective yet again and the 8th round could have been anybodys.

Dempsey is starting to find some joy and anticipates Maxim's movements and he starts connecting with blows. The Champ wins the 9th and the 10th.

In round 11 Maxim changes it up and unexpectedly comes forward, landing speedy & classy combinations, catching Dempsey off-guard. Joey takes the round.

Round 12 - Dempsey won't be fooled again, he forces the challenger back and takes yhe round.

In round 13 - Maxim fighting for all that he is worth, and knowing that only the fight of his life is enough to pry the title away from the champ, showd an extraordinary amount of conviction and sticks to his gameplan and delivers a boring masterclass, taking the found and showing that he refuses to accept being bullied.

But that only adds fuel to the fire and in rounds 14 & 15, Dempsey eventually catches his man and floors him 3 times over the two rounds in a brutal cidplay of savagery. Maxim is slowing down and he just can't keep the pace with the fitter man.

But hold on he does. Badly hurt he may be, but he just about survives the ordeal and meets the final bell of the 15th round with a glad heart and a small smile of relief on his tired & bruised face.

Judges verdict: Maxim wins by Split Decision.

Crease you obviously put more effort into that than me, I had no idea that I was going to bury your post so I'm quoting it out of courtesy just to bump it back in front.

[Crease]

No problem Mr Witherspoon.



My Champion: a prime Larry Holmes

[Cutman Scabbers]

I'm going to be totally unimaginative here and go for Billy Conn.

And I'll take huge liberties with the circumstances of the match. Billy has the benefit of the experience of his first loss to Joe Louis but is yet to be blunted by WW2.

Dempsey who squashed Carpentier probably catches Billy about mid fight and it's all down hill for Conn from there. I see him getting overpowered and outpointed and I wouldn't put it past him to stay on his feet all the way (if he can be smart).

Dempsey who was out boxed by Tunney has, I think lost just enough of his offensive vitality to be bamboozled (and occasionally hurt) for 12 rounds by a man who isn't exactly tiny in comparison.

My champ is Tommy Burns, and I would like his conqueror to be 6' or under, if you please.

After knocking each other down 17 times, Smokin' Bert Cooper wins a newspaper decision over Burns.

My champ: Jack Sharkey

[witherspoon]

I will be kind to Alex Stewart and say that he packed enough of a wallop and possesses sufficient grit to gut out a hard fought, razor thin decision over an outgunned Sharkey.

Prime Larry Holmes is still on the table, courtesy of Crease.

[Tuan_Jim]

I will be kind to Alex Stewart and say that he packed enough of a wallop and possesses sufficient grit to gut out a hard fought, razor thin decision over an outgunned Sharkey.

Prime Larry Holmes is still on the table, courtesy of Crease.

Sharkey wouldn't lose a minute of a round against Alex Stewart. You've all gone mad!

[keithmoonhangover]

I will be kind to Alex Stewart and say that he packed enough of a wallop and possesses sufficient grit to gut out a hard fought, razor thin decision over an outgunned Sharkey.

Prime Larry Holmes is still on the table, courtesy of Crease.

Needs to be either someone who can detonate harder than Shavers or someone who could finish as accurately as a prime Tyson. Or someone who could box and move like a prime Ali. Oh, and someone that was never world champion. Hmmmm. Who's stupid idea was this game?!??!

[Tuan_Jim]

I will be kind to Alex Stewart and say that he packed enough of a wallop and possesses sufficient grit to gut out a hard fought, razor thin decision over an outgunned Sharkey.

Prime Larry Holmes is still on the table, courtesy of Crease.

The nimble, whirling Doug Jones who boxed Clay would perplex and upset Holmes the same way Spinks did.

[witherspoon]

I will be kind to Alex Stewart and say that he packed enough of a wallop and possesses sufficient grit to gut out a hard fought, razor thin decision over an outgunned Sharkey.

Prime Larry Holmes is still on the table, courtesy of Crease.

Sharkey wouldn't lose a minute of a round against Alex Stewart. You've all gone mad!

Unfair of you to accuse the whole board of being insane based on my delusional fantasy.
Unless you regard the absence of any challenge as evidence of complicity.

To be fair I was expecting more of a reaction by picking Stewart over Sharkey.

I stand by the opinion, but I reserve the right to change my mind when I have time to revisit Stewart v Holyfield and Foreman.

[Crease]

Needs to be either someone who can detonate harder than Shavers or someone who could finish as accurately as a prime Tyson. Or someone who could box and move like a prime Ali.

Agreed. In my estimation there wouldn't be too many challengers having the tools and the temperament to defeat a prime Larry.

With that jab of his alone, he would be busting up 99% of them that came his way. But I am curious to see the answer that is come up with.