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dagosd2000 wrote:TACITOS

"So you guys are hungry?"
"Just some tacos. Nothing too heavy."
We took the boys to Mexicali for an amateur tournament. Me and Neto ,who trained the kids. I was to work in the corner with Neto. We drove in the van. Me and Neto and the three boys. We arrived in Mexicali in the late afternoon. In the morning,we'd drive to the Auditorium to weigh the boys in. It was a regional tournament. We felt Oscar would come through winning his division. He was a light weight. But the boys were hungry now.They wanted tacos.

I blame myself. I always liked to eat off the carts. The others did too. Neto was OK with it. We really didn't think nothing of it. I wasn't that familiar with Mexicali. One taco stand was like another. I stopped the van by a taco stand near the river that funneled off from the All American Canal. There was a pretty good crowd in front of the stand so I figured the food was good. We piled out and as soon as we stood in front,we were being handed tacos "con todo." I smelled something. I cuoldn't tell what,but it smelled like some kind of chemicals. The odor was coming from the river that was in back of the taco stand. We began eating,but that smell bothered me.It made me a little dizzy. I wished I had stopped somewhere else,but the boys were in a feeding frenzy. I wasn't worried about any of them making weight,but I wished that I hadn't stopped there. The smell from the river made me lose my appetite.

We booked ourselves into a nice hotel a few blocks from the Auditorium. I figured we could walk to the "weigh in" in the morning. I'll never forget what happened that evening. Me and Neto are playing "Hearts" when Oscar comes running in from the front room. His face is contorted. He's clutching down below and groaning. Sweat is pouring down his face.
"Que pasa Chico?,I asked. I dropped my cards.
Oscar was in such pain he couldn't answer. The other boys came running into the room behind him. I went down to the front desk. The desk clerk called a doctor. Oscar was curled up on the bed groaning and crying. He was scared. We all were.
The doctor came up to the room. We stood behiund him as he felt Oscar's pulse.
"Que comio?"asked the doctor.
"Tacitos," I answered.
"Donde?",countered the doctor.
"Por el rio."
The doctor made a sigh.He then tapped Oscar's sides.He then took out a big needle from his bag and broke an ampule of something. He drew what was in the ampule into the needle. The doctor said it was for the pain. He also made Oscar drink something. He said Oscar would throw up after this.

Well Oscar didn't fight the next day. In fact Oscar never fought again. He felt better in the morning,but was too weak to fight. None of the other two boys made it into the second round. We started back to Tijuana after they were eliminated. Oscar was still woozy on the trip back. When he arrived home he bagan to run a fever. I went back to San Diego.

The next time I saw Oscar was about a year later. His face was pock marked and he'd lost weight.
"Como sientas?"I asked him.
He said he felt all right. He told me he had given up boxing. Then he said whatever he had that day never fully left his body. I asked him if he'd seen the doctor again. He told me that the doctor said he was poisoned. Poisoned by some chemicals that were in that river by that taco stand in Mexicali. The chemicals were in his liver he said.

I thought about how many people eat at that stand. We all did that afternoon. Only Oscar got sick. But maybe the sickness was in all of us and we'd feel it later.
I asked Oscar what he wanted to do.
"I'm hungry for tacos."
"Donde?",amigo.
"Any place that's not near a river," he answered.

kikibalt wrote:

Big UCLA Bruins Fans, my granddaughter Sierra and Chata

BoxBuzz wrote:I am considering making this thread a sticky. (Not that it ever drops very far down the lineup these days).

There is so much pure boxing content here that I think it may make sense for the forseeable future.

Could I get some feed back on this from the principal contributors?

Thanks

Buzz

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Big UCLA Bruins Fans, my granddaughter Sierra and Chata

Great picture, Frank. Too bad UCLA will have to play this year's USC team, and the same can be said for any team they play

kikibalt wrote:

Big UCLA Bruins Fans, my granddaughter Sierra and Chata

kikibalt wrote:

BoxBuzz wrote:I am considering making this thread a sticky. (Not that it ever drops very far down the lineup these days).

There is so much pure boxing content here that I think it may make sense for the forseeable future.

Could I get some feed back on this from the principal contributors?

Thanks

Buzz

A sticky? go for it BB....

dagosd2000 wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Big UCLA Bruins Fans, my granddaughter Sierra and Chata

Hey Frank
I showed my grand daughter these pictures.Amanda said,"Frank must be a good grandpa."

Randyman wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:Posthumous WBHOF Inductees . . .

This year's two Posthumous WBHOF Inductees are forme light-heavyweight contender "Young Firpo" (Guido Bardelli) and former welterweight champ, Luis Rodigue of Cuba. The reason I post this is to let you guys know that Rodriguez has no known family to accept the award on his behalf. We were searching fo a proper recipient for the boxer, and finally came up with somebody whom was not only a stablemate of Luis, but also a close fiend and fellow Cuban World Champ from his era. Sugar Ramos will be on hand to accept Luis Rodiguez WBHOF Induction Bronze. Ramos has already been inducted.

Also on hand for the event will be current welterweight champ Antonio Margarito, as well as Israel Vasquez and Raphael Marquez, who will receive 2008 "Fight of the Year" honors for their second war from earlier this year. I know it isn't the "end of the year" yet, however, the WBHOF considers all bouts held from one banquet to another, so a full year does pass.

-Rick

What an impressive list of guesst Rick. I'm really looking forward to it. Same with Ed Hernandez.

Looking forward to meeting Ed Hernandez, Randy. I found the post about your cousin's Brazilian JJ very cool. My wife, Monica, is from Brazil but has been here for nearly a dozen years. I was surprised she hadn't heard of the Gracies when I first met her, and shocked she didn't know that Eder Jofre was an all-time great boxing champ. I asked her how she could be a Brazilian and not know who Eder Jofre was? She answered, "Honey, I know who Eder Jofre is. He is the Mayor of Sao Paulo, one of our largest cities." She got me on that one.

-Rick

Randyman wrote:

bennie wrote:

kikibalt wrote:There will be no rebroadcast next week of this fight, am I buying it because its not going to be rebroadcast? NO!!

Sergio Mora barely makes the weight

Two hours after tipping the scale at 156 pounds, he makes the limit of 154 for bout against Vernon Forrest.
September 13, 2008

LAS VEGAS -- Sergio Mora, a major player in today's boxing card at the MGM Grand, gave promoters a scare Friday before making his 154-pound weight about two hours after the first weigh-in.

Mora, of Los Angeles, will fight Vernon Forrest of Atlanta in a rematch of their June fight, won by Mora, who gained the attention of the boxing world by winning the TV show "The Contender." Mora's first weigh-in was 156 pounds.


Their match will directly precede the main event between Juan Manuel Marquez of Mexico and Joel Casamayor, the Cuban who now lives in Miami. They will fight at 135 pounds, and both hit that number in Friday's weigh-in.

The televised card, an HBO pay-per-view show ($44.95) that will not be rebroadcast next weekend -- the norm with these pay-per-view shows -- will begin at 6 p.m. It will include three fights labeled title events: Marquez-Casamayor; Mora-Forrest; and a 12-rounder between junior-welterweights (140 pounds) Victor Ortiz of Oxnard and Roberto Arrieta of Argentina.

The card will start on-site at 3 p.m. and feature a total of eight bouts.

Bill Dwyre

Mora well over, then; two pounds is a lot. You wonder how much shifting it has weakened him and you also wonder how 'up' he is for this quick rematch - so quick, it is almost as if Mora hasn't had time to enjoy his win. It reminds me of most British world champs, who rush into a quick first defence in an attempt to cash in on their status
Forrest had a rematch clause.

Just the fact that he struggled a bit to make weight makes me wonder what kind of shape he's in. If he is in shape I think he can win. Forrest, always a tough guy to fight is always in shape. We'll see.

BoxBuzz wrote:I am considering making this thread a sticky. (Not that it ever drops very far down the lineup these days).

There is so much pure boxing content here that I think it may make sense for the forseeable future.

Could I get some feed back on this from the principal contributors?

Thanks

Buzz

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Big UCLA Bruins Fans, my granddaughter Sierra and Chata

Great picture, Frank. Too bad UCLA will have to play this year's USC team, and the same can be said for any team they play

Rick,

You heard of cross-town rivalries in boxing, well we have a cross-family rivalry in college football, you should hear the shit that flies around here via phone between James and Bobby (Bobby lives in Phoenix) when USC plays UCLA, James and his kids are big UCLA fans and Bobby and his kids are big USC fans, in fact Bobby's son Ryan and his girlfriend (They too live in Phoenix) are in town for the the USC/Ohio game.
Me? I just stay neutral.

Rick Farris wrote:OK . . . It's kickoff time . . . gotta watch USC do their thing on the Buckeyes. I am NOT Ohio State fan, that's for certain!

-Rick

dagosd2000 wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:OK . . . It's kickoff time . . . gotta watch USC do their thing on the Buckeyes. I am NOT Ohio State fan, that's for certain!

-Rick

We must have all been watching the game. SC looked good,but it's a long season. Someone in the PAC 10 will be up for them. I don't see them going undefeated. I don't think they are as good as the Bush/Leinart teams,but they're pretty good. I like to watch a college team that throws the ball well.

Expug wrote:Rick, I will know in a week or so about my November work schedule.
If its not too late and if I can swing it, is it still ok for me to make the trip out there?
Uncle John said I can take his place at the event.
Maybe you can shoot me some details on a PM .
Location, time ,etc.

Brian

Rick Farris wrote:

Expug wrote:Rick, I will know in a week or so about my November work schedule.
If its not too late and if I can swing it, is it still ok for me to make the trip out there?
Uncle John said I can take his place at the event.
Maybe you can shoot me some details on a PM .
Location, time ,etc.

Brian

Brian . . . We need you out here, and yes, I will make sure you have a ticket. Just let me know as soon as you can, so I can see that you have a seat right next to your Uncle John, who will be sitting between Frank & Roger. Seriously, let me know by E-mail ([email protected]). I regret only having one ticket for you, but the event is a sell-out already. It will take place at the Los Angeles LAX Airport Marriot Hotel on November 15th (Sat.). If you need a room, the Hotel is offering a special rate ($99 per nite) for those associated with the WBHOF. I have the tickets, and will see you are at the same table as Frank, Rog, Randy and Scar. Gene LeBell has also been invited, but he has yet to RSVP. I'd really like you to meet him.

-Rick

Expug wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:

Expug wrote:Rick, I will know in a week or so about my November work schedule.
If its not too late and if I can swing it, is it still ok for me to make the trip out there?
Uncle John said I can take his place at the event.
Maybe you can shoot me some details on a PM .
Location, time ,etc.

Brian

Brian . . . We need you out here, and yes, I will make sure you have a ticket. Just let me know as soon as you can, so I can see that you have a seat right next to your Uncle John, who will be sitting between Frank & Roger. Seriously, let me know by E-mail ([email protected]). I regret only having one ticket for you, but the event is a sell-out already. It will take place at the Los Angeles LAX Airport Marriot Hotel on November 15th (Sat.). If you need a room, the Hotel is offering a special rate ($99 per nite) for those associated with the WBHOF. I have the tickets, and will see you are at the same table as Frank, Rog, Randy and Scar. Gene LeBell has also been invited, but he has yet to RSVP. I'd really like you to meet him.

-Rick

This is doable.
Im gonna book a room a room at the Marriott.
I'll be there.
I'll fly out Friday and leave early Sunday.
It will be great meeting the guys on the thread.
Count me in and let me know how much I owe for the ticket.
Looking forward to it.


Brian

dagosd2000 wrote:TACITOS

"So you guys are hungry?"
"Just some tacos. Nothing too heavy."
We took the boys to Mexicali for an amateur tournament. Me and Neto ,who trained the kids. I was to work in the corner with Neto. We drove in the van. Me and Neto and the three boys. We arrived in Mexicali in the late afternoon. In the morning,we'd drive to the Auditorium to weigh the boys in. It was a regional tournament. We felt Oscar would come through winning his division. He was a light weight. But the boys were hungry now.They wanted tacos.

I blame myself. I always liked to eat off the carts. The others did too. Neto was OK with it. We really didn't think nothing of it. I wasn't that familiar with Mexicali. One taco stand was like another. I stopped the van by a taco stand near the river that funneled off from the All American Canal. There was a pretty good crowd in front of the stand so I figured the food was good. We piled out and as soon as we stood in front,we were being handed tacos "con todo." I smelled something. I cuoldn't tell what,but it smelled like some kind of chemicals. The odor was coming from the river that was in back of the taco stand. We began eating,but that smell bothered me.It made me a little dizzy. I wished I had stopped somewhere else,but the boys were in a feeding frenzy. I wasn't worried about any of them making weight,but I wished that I hadn't stopped there. The smell from the river made me lose my appetite.

We booked ourselves into a nice hotel a few blocks from the Auditorium. I figured we could walk to the "weigh in" in the morning. I'll never forget what happened that evening. Me and Neto are playing "Hearts" when Oscar comes running in from the front room. His face is contorted. He's clutching down below and groaning. Sweat is pouring down his face.
"Que pasa Chico?,I asked. I dropped my cards.
Oscar was in such pain he couldn't answer. The other boys came running into the room behind him. I went down to the front desk. The desk clerk called a doctor. Oscar was curled up on the bed groaning and crying. He was scared. We all were.
The doctor came up to the room. We stood behiund him as he felt Oscar's pulse.
"Que comio?"asked the doctor.
"Tacitos," I answered.
"Donde?",countered the doctor.
"Por el rio."
The doctor made a sigh.He then tapped Oscar's sides.He then took out a big needle from his bag and broke an ampule of something. He drew what was in the ampule into the needle. The doctor said it was for the pain. He also made Oscar drink something. He said Oscar would throw up after this.

Well Oscar didn't fight the next day. In fact Oscar never fought again. He felt better in the morning,but was too weak to fight. None of the other two boys made it into the second round. We started back to Tijuana after they were eliminated. Oscar was still woozy on the trip back. When he arrived home he bagan to run a fever. I went back to San Diego.

The next time I saw Oscar was about a year later. His face was pock marked and he'd lost weight.
"Como sientas?"I asked him.
He said he felt all right. He told me he had given up boxing. Then he said whatever he had that day never fully left his body. I asked him if he'd seen the doctor again. He told me that the doctor said he was poisoned. Poisoned by some chemicals that were in that river by that taco stand in Mexicali. The chemicals were in his liver he said.

I thought about how many people eat at that stand. We all did that afternoon. Only Oscar got sick. But maybe the sickness was in all of us and we'd feel it later.
I asked Oscar what he wanted to do.
"I'm hungry for tacos."
"Donde?",amigo.
"Any place that's not near a river," he answered.