Frank,You are blowin' my fricken mind. I just listened to this. Much better than Richie Valens' verson.
Classic American West Coast Boxing
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Frank,You are blowin' my fricken mind. I just listened to this. Much better than Richie Valens' verson.
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dagosd2000
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Leavin' It All Up To You,Dom and Dewey
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dagosd2000
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Besides you and me,who else remembers Wynonie Harris.?
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dagosd2000
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If you're gonna' mention Wynonie Harris,let's go with Roy Browns Bar Room Blues.dagosd2000 wrote:Besides you and me,who else remembers Wynonie Harris.?
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Not to many people, thats for sure.dagosd2000 wrote:Besides you and me,who else remembers Wynonie Harris.?
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
diego,
I used to listen to all these guys when I was a young man, I really like Lonnie Johnson and
Bullmoose Jackson.
I used to listen to all these guys when I was a young man, I really like Lonnie Johnson and
Bullmoose Jackson.
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Much, Much better.dagosd2000 wrote:
Frank,You are blowin' my fricken mind. I just listened to this. Much better than Richie Valens' verson.
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
http://youtube.com/watch?v=1GWyPDm6hnA
"My Song"
Johnny Ace
http://youtube.com/watch?v=1g7Tb0h2rvU
"I Cross My Heart"
"My Song"
Johnny Ace
http://youtube.com/watch?v=1g7Tb0h2rvU
"I Cross My Heart"
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Ok, diego enjoy!
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
George "Scrap Iron" Johnson vs Jerry Quarry
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Lloyd Marshell, Ed "Strangle" Lewis & Jack Johnson
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Nice story send to diego by his pal, Leonard
To: Rog,
I think that would be fun but I'm not sure I'm
savvy enough to master the challenge of signing on to the
forum. I barely know how to send e-mails let alone figure
out how to become part of an on-line chat room. Thing is I
watched and enjoyed the careers of all those guys.
In fact, when Bobby Chacon was in the twilight of his
career he had a fight here at the Coliseum on 14th St. I
think it was around 1977. Anyway, I took my wife to her
first professional fight and got ring side seats right in
what turned out to be Bobby's corner.
Jennie's appreciation for boxing was nurtured by Sugar
Ray Leonard's success in the Olympics. When I learned
that Bobby was coming to San Diego I told her I was taking
her to see a great little fighter. One I knew she would
like. Unfortunately the under card was a complete flop.
She was so discouraged she wanted to leave. She claimed
what she saw was not boxing and didn't think there was
going to be anything worth sticking around for in that
dismal place.
I convinced her Bobby would prove worth watching.
Fortunately his match up was next.
He came out and was the Bobby of old, jabbing, circling,
pressing the fight, countering and basically taking
command.
She was truly enjoying his skill sets and was glad we
stayed. She was witnessing a pro and in person close up.
Right in the middle of the third or fourth round he took a
stiff jab to the nose. His nose opened like a faucet and
blood was everywhere. Jennie shrieked, her warrior was
wounded. She was so worried about him she was on her feet
for the rest of the round.
When the round was over and he came back to his corner, she
sat down. Bobby took a mouthful of water and had water
poured over his head to get rid of the blood. Well, he
shook his head violently and blood, spittle, snot and sweat
flew all over everyone sitting withing eight feet of him.
Jennie was wearing WHITE pants. In an instant they were
polka dot as was her print blouse. She could never get the
stains out. Talk about a mood swing. The disgust on her
face was frightening. And guess who's fault it was.
Yeah, mine. I got the tickets right there where something
like that could happen. I didn't get laid for 2
weeks. God damn Bobby. Why'd he have to get hit like
that.
She never went to another fight with me again. She watches
the big fights with me on PPV.
Yeah, I miss the good old days. I go back to the Friday
Night Fights sponsered by Gillette Blue Blade and Pabst
Blue Ribbon Beer. I'd look forward to sitting there
with my grandfather, dad and uncles and watching all those
old warriors: Carmen Basilio, Rocky Graziano, Rocky
Marciano, Ezzard Charles, Sugar Ray Robinson, Archie Moore,
Floyd Patterson and so many others. And of course it
wasn't a fight unless Dunphy was announcing. Big
Nighdoo
To: Rog,
I think that would be fun but I'm not sure I'm
savvy enough to master the challenge of signing on to the
forum. I barely know how to send e-mails let alone figure
out how to become part of an on-line chat room. Thing is I
watched and enjoyed the careers of all those guys.
In fact, when Bobby Chacon was in the twilight of his
career he had a fight here at the Coliseum on 14th St. I
think it was around 1977. Anyway, I took my wife to her
first professional fight and got ring side seats right in
what turned out to be Bobby's corner.
Jennie's appreciation for boxing was nurtured by Sugar
Ray Leonard's success in the Olympics. When I learned
that Bobby was coming to San Diego I told her I was taking
her to see a great little fighter. One I knew she would
like. Unfortunately the under card was a complete flop.
She was so discouraged she wanted to leave. She claimed
what she saw was not boxing and didn't think there was
going to be anything worth sticking around for in that
dismal place.
I convinced her Bobby would prove worth watching.
Fortunately his match up was next.
He came out and was the Bobby of old, jabbing, circling,
pressing the fight, countering and basically taking
command.
She was truly enjoying his skill sets and was glad we
stayed. She was witnessing a pro and in person close up.
Right in the middle of the third or fourth round he took a
stiff jab to the nose. His nose opened like a faucet and
blood was everywhere. Jennie shrieked, her warrior was
wounded. She was so worried about him she was on her feet
for the rest of the round.
When the round was over and he came back to his corner, she
sat down. Bobby took a mouthful of water and had water
poured over his head to get rid of the blood. Well, he
shook his head violently and blood, spittle, snot and sweat
flew all over everyone sitting withing eight feet of him.
Jennie was wearing WHITE pants. In an instant they were
polka dot as was her print blouse. She could never get the
stains out. Talk about a mood swing. The disgust on her
face was frightening. And guess who's fault it was.
Yeah, mine. I got the tickets right there where something
like that could happen. I didn't get laid for 2
weeks. God damn Bobby. Why'd he have to get hit like
that.
She never went to another fight with me again. She watches
the big fights with me on PPV.
Yeah, I miss the good old days. I go back to the Friday
Night Fights sponsered by Gillette Blue Blade and Pabst
Blue Ribbon Beer. I'd look forward to sitting there
with my grandfather, dad and uncles and watching all those
old warriors: Carmen Basilio, Rocky Graziano, Rocky
Marciano, Ezzard Charles, Sugar Ray Robinson, Archie Moore,
Floyd Patterson and so many others. And of course it
wasn't a fight unless Dunphy was announcing. Big
Nighdoo
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
http://youtube.com/watch?v=WKp_7H2ruLY
"Is There Something On Your Mind"
Big Jay McNeely
Little Sonny Warner on vocals
"Is There Something On Your Mind"
Big Jay McNeely
Little Sonny Warner on vocals
Re: Classic American West Coast Boxing
Archie Moore sparring.