Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Posted: 05 Dec 2008, 21:55
I love Olivares and all the Mexican greats, however, Hap Navarro tipped me off about Manuel Ortiz some time back. Jofre's record & history puts him above Ruben in my book, as well. Like you, for the past five years my ratings of the best 118 pounders in history are Ortiz, Jofre and Olivares. We didn't always know which Olivares was going to show up, while there was always a consistency to Jofre's preperation for a fight.kikibalt wrote:Thanks for that great story on Manuel Ortiz, Diego, I had the good fortune of seeing Ortiz fight live, albeit, late in his career, of all the bantamweights that I seen fight live, I rank Ortiz #1 with Eder Jofre #2 and Ruben Olivares as #3, the young fans of today imo don't give Ortiz his dues, they can't seem to see beyond Olivares, who granted, was a great fighter in his own right, but imo Ortiz was just a step or two above him.dagosd2000 wrote:kikibalt wrote:
THE ICE HOUSE
The announcer stood in the middle of the ring waving his arms to quiet everyone down.
"One of the fighters cancelled out."
The field workers sitting in the Ice House started booing and whistling.
"If any of you boys want to get in the ring and fight we can continue the show."
The field workers looked forward to the weekly boxing show at the end of the week. Out in the desert there wasn't anywhere to go to spend your money on. The only entertainment was the boxing matches on Saturday nights at the Ice House. The boys would drink beer and pull for their local fighters at the weekly card. That night one of the fighters didn't show.
"Andale Manny. Get in there. You're his weight."
The Mexican they wanted to go up in the ring and substitue was fun loving but hard and tough and among the others he was a kid who thought nothing of settling matters with his fists.
"If I get in there you guys have to buy me beer the rest of the night. If I win you keep me drunk all year."
His friends were laughing. They knew it wouldn't take anything to coax him to get up there. Besides the kid always figured he could handle any of the field workers.
The kid went to the ring apron and said to the announcer to get him some gear. He was ready. No,he didn't need to warm up. The kid hadn't fought in a boxing match before,but after four rounds his street fighting style was enough to break down his opponent. He was relentless. The crowd at the Ice House was crazy with enthusiasm. The kid was kicking his ass.
"Sigale,sigale !!!"
When the bell rang for the final round,money was flying into the ring. The field workers went through the ropes and lifted the kid on their shoulders.
The kid fought again. He liked it. He made it his career. He traveled the county. Fought at the Garden. He was a Champion.
After fighting. When his legs and reflexes finally convinced him that it wasn't even worth it for the money,he closed the door behind him. Later he drank too much. His liver got sick. He died from drink.
But I remember him. I saw him in those seedy bars downtown later.No one knew who he was. He was the kid that got in the ring that night at the Ice House and became Champion of The World.
Hap also told me that Ortiz would go on bender, gain weight, and take on guys like lightweight champ Lauro Salas. He'd win at the heavier weight while in less than perfect shape and then go back down and take care of business in his true weight class. Funny how in past eras champs didn't let a few pounds discourage them from stepping up and tangling with a larger opponent. Today, Manny Pac seems cut from that same cloth, and to be fair, so does Oscar. After all, DLH took on Hopkins and gave him a pretty good go, I thought, before the "Executioner" transplanted his liver with a gancho. Oscar enters this one with all the edges, which is great when you can get them. I'm hoping Manny Pac can pull off a Manny Ortiz and slay the "Golden Dragon". I expect a fast start. We'll see? If Pac can stay on his feet to the end, I think he'll win. Of course, that's a mighty big "If".
-Rick







