When Archie Moore returned from the dead
Posted: 25 Aug 2003, 18:33
Today, I ran across an article about Archie Moore, and it made me remember one of the most amazing battles I’ve ever seen—and a testament to the human spirit—Moore vs. Durelle.
This fight stands out as vividly in my mind as the best of Gatti-Ward, round I of Hagler- Hearns and Graziano and Zale.
I was still fighting at the time and watched it with some others from the 5th St. Gym in Miami, and hoping to pick something up from Moore. He had been a legend for as long as I’d been around boxing. It seemed like he was hundreds of years old.
What he showed me still has me shaking my head. It’s one thing to be cunning, not show when your hurt, mount a rally, but I’ve never seen anybody dead and buried and refuse to stay there. He must have been part zombie..
Every time Moore went down, it was like Gonzales went down with Letterlough, or when Gatti detached Gamache’s head with his last hook, or Jefferson’s KO of MO Harris, where it looked like he was going to need last rites. Each time, Moore got to his feet at 9 and half, as if in a dream.
After that 1st round, all of us in the room felt it was going to be a short night: a raw, crude slugger, who wouldn’t have stood a chance with Moore a few years earlier, caught him cold at the right time and was going to overwhelm him, and make clear Moore’s time was over.
But, Moore showed what those years of experience had taught him. Even on automatic pilot, he was able to shuck-and-jive and fool and con and roll, and paw-out with an uppercut jab to stay in it. All without a wasted movement-- always relaxed. And all on instinct.
It’s what people see in James Toney now.
For the entire fight, all I could do is watch with my mouth open at the impossible, and with admiration for Moore.
Ultimately, what made the difference in Durelle and Moore was: Moore took the shots and was so relaxed that they didn’t shatter him. Durelle was like a brick wall; he took them and took them and took them… and showed nothing, until he cracked and collapsed.
I have a suspicion, not seeing Moore crumble under what he dished out, contributed as much to Durelle’s undoing as Moore’s punches.
If you’ve not seen this classic, rush out to get it.
This fight stands out as vividly in my mind as the best of Gatti-Ward, round I of Hagler- Hearns and Graziano and Zale.
I was still fighting at the time and watched it with some others from the 5th St. Gym in Miami, and hoping to pick something up from Moore. He had been a legend for as long as I’d been around boxing. It seemed like he was hundreds of years old.
What he showed me still has me shaking my head. It’s one thing to be cunning, not show when your hurt, mount a rally, but I’ve never seen anybody dead and buried and refuse to stay there. He must have been part zombie..
Every time Moore went down, it was like Gonzales went down with Letterlough, or when Gatti detached Gamache’s head with his last hook, or Jefferson’s KO of MO Harris, where it looked like he was going to need last rites. Each time, Moore got to his feet at 9 and half, as if in a dream.
After that 1st round, all of us in the room felt it was going to be a short night: a raw, crude slugger, who wouldn’t have stood a chance with Moore a few years earlier, caught him cold at the right time and was going to overwhelm him, and make clear Moore’s time was over.
But, Moore showed what those years of experience had taught him. Even on automatic pilot, he was able to shuck-and-jive and fool and con and roll, and paw-out with an uppercut jab to stay in it. All without a wasted movement-- always relaxed. And all on instinct.
It’s what people see in James Toney now.
For the entire fight, all I could do is watch with my mouth open at the impossible, and with admiration for Moore.
Ultimately, what made the difference in Durelle and Moore was: Moore took the shots and was so relaxed that they didn’t shatter him. Durelle was like a brick wall; he took them and took them and took them… and showed nothing, until he cracked and collapsed.
I have a suspicion, not seeing Moore crumble under what he dished out, contributed as much to Durelle’s undoing as Moore’s punches.
If you’ve not seen this classic, rush out to get it.