Battling Siki - part 1 and part 2 today !!!
Posted: 13 Jun 2004, 08:12
Battling Siki – Part 1
The 1920’s saw some great characters in the Boxing World and few come better than Battling Siki when it comes to eccentric behaviour. I have been lucky to find some great news articles about him and a few written by him about his “Rise as Fighting Champion”. Some of the comments written about him are by any standard beyond belief in the use of language to describe him and racist is putting it mildly. I mention this, as I would not like anyone to think any of the following remarks are other than direct quotes.
He was born in 1897 in St.Louis the capital of the French colony of Senegal and his name was Baye Phal. Baye is a Senegalese name corresponding to Louis. He chose the fight name of Battling Siki as it is a Senegalese word parents apply to their children “darling” in English or “cherie” in French. He adopted is as he thought, “White men could easily remember such a name”
A professor of languages in Paris wrote in one of the papers that Siki was a title of nobility in Senegalese and Phal was the name of the former Kings.
Another report was
“What kind of creature is Battling Siki. . Nothing was known of the black Senegalese who leaped into world fame overnight until after his fight with Carpentier, and then came amazing stories.
Correspondents cabled over stories that he was intellectually little more than a beast, unable to read or write, conversing mainly in grunts and fighting in a primitive aboriginal style that smacked of wild tribal life in the jungles”
Another called him the “ Fighting Chimpanzee”
In fact Siki fought all during the First World War, was wounded and awarded medals. He spoke, wrote and read French quite well. His English was not as good and spoke enough Dutch to make himself understood. How he ended up in France is a remarkable and sad story told in his own words.
“I used to go to the docks and watch the ships. One day a big ship came in en route to Marseilles and as it was to remain some days the passengers came ashore. Among there was a German woman who called herself Mme Farquenberg, a dancer who had lots of money.
She saw me a kid of eight and had me show her the city. She asked me if I wanted to go on the ship and sail to France, see other lands and have a good time.
I didn’t have time to tell my family goodbye for I feared the dancer would change her mind. In France the dancer got me nice clothes, and daily taught me to read and write. She danced in many European cities and I would go on the stage as her little servant, dressed in red velvet.
The dancer went to Germany, but couldn’t take me without a passport. She left me in Marseilles with money to care for me. I never heard from her again.
I tried repeatedly to get in touch with her, and have written since the war, but to no avail. She was kind to a black boy. Only for her I would be slogging away in Senegal’s hot climate.”
His arrival in the US well reported not least due to the stories of his crazy – some may say brilliant – antics at gaining publicity for himself. The turning point was his win over Carpentier in 1922 who it is said did very little training for the fight – Siki was viewed as a set-up. Siki was in the best of condition and found in the first few rounds that Carpentier couldn’t hurt him. Siki said of the fight that Carpentier would say to him all through the fight to lie down but Siki would only laugh and say “wait”.
As light heavyweight champion of the world he attracted more attention for what he did outside the ring.
He was often reported for being thrown out of some boulevard café or lugging a pet leopard around on a leash and firing a gun in the air if for some strange reason people didn’t take any notice. He was quite partial to the infamous drink absinthe – the stuff Van Gogh drank and we all know about the ear.
In 1923 he was seen as the supreme optimist when he went up against Mike McTighue of Ireland in Dublin on St Patrick’s Day – he lost. He apparently turned up some time after the fight dressed in a full dress suit, tall plug hat, opera cape monocle and tan shoes.
On arrival in the US one report was as follows
“Though he has appeared on the streets of New York, a subdued vision in pearl grey, he hasn’t attracted the slightest notice.
New York is surfeited with freaks and it would not pay undue heed to an ordained bishop in a Navajo blanket”
However Siki soon solved that little problem. He started giving exhibitions in an obscure theatre “The LaFayette. He neglected to obtain permission for this and was summoned before the magistrate and thus broke into print for the first time in weeks. The financial dealing that went on to get Siki to the US is an interesting story in itself and I shall leave that for another time.
Part 2 of this story will follow soon. He was such a fascinating man and I will deal more with his life than try and comment on his ability as a boxer. I hope people find this of interest
The 1920’s saw some great characters in the Boxing World and few come better than Battling Siki when it comes to eccentric behaviour. I have been lucky to find some great news articles about him and a few written by him about his “Rise as Fighting Champion”. Some of the comments written about him are by any standard beyond belief in the use of language to describe him and racist is putting it mildly. I mention this, as I would not like anyone to think any of the following remarks are other than direct quotes.
He was born in 1897 in St.Louis the capital of the French colony of Senegal and his name was Baye Phal. Baye is a Senegalese name corresponding to Louis. He chose the fight name of Battling Siki as it is a Senegalese word parents apply to their children “darling” in English or “cherie” in French. He adopted is as he thought, “White men could easily remember such a name”
A professor of languages in Paris wrote in one of the papers that Siki was a title of nobility in Senegalese and Phal was the name of the former Kings.
Another report was
“What kind of creature is Battling Siki. . Nothing was known of the black Senegalese who leaped into world fame overnight until after his fight with Carpentier, and then came amazing stories.
Correspondents cabled over stories that he was intellectually little more than a beast, unable to read or write, conversing mainly in grunts and fighting in a primitive aboriginal style that smacked of wild tribal life in the jungles”
Another called him the “ Fighting Chimpanzee”
In fact Siki fought all during the First World War, was wounded and awarded medals. He spoke, wrote and read French quite well. His English was not as good and spoke enough Dutch to make himself understood. How he ended up in France is a remarkable and sad story told in his own words.
“I used to go to the docks and watch the ships. One day a big ship came in en route to Marseilles and as it was to remain some days the passengers came ashore. Among there was a German woman who called herself Mme Farquenberg, a dancer who had lots of money.
She saw me a kid of eight and had me show her the city. She asked me if I wanted to go on the ship and sail to France, see other lands and have a good time.
I didn’t have time to tell my family goodbye for I feared the dancer would change her mind. In France the dancer got me nice clothes, and daily taught me to read and write. She danced in many European cities and I would go on the stage as her little servant, dressed in red velvet.
The dancer went to Germany, but couldn’t take me without a passport. She left me in Marseilles with money to care for me. I never heard from her again.
I tried repeatedly to get in touch with her, and have written since the war, but to no avail. She was kind to a black boy. Only for her I would be slogging away in Senegal’s hot climate.”
His arrival in the US well reported not least due to the stories of his crazy – some may say brilliant – antics at gaining publicity for himself. The turning point was his win over Carpentier in 1922 who it is said did very little training for the fight – Siki was viewed as a set-up. Siki was in the best of condition and found in the first few rounds that Carpentier couldn’t hurt him. Siki said of the fight that Carpentier would say to him all through the fight to lie down but Siki would only laugh and say “wait”.
As light heavyweight champion of the world he attracted more attention for what he did outside the ring.
He was often reported for being thrown out of some boulevard café or lugging a pet leopard around on a leash and firing a gun in the air if for some strange reason people didn’t take any notice. He was quite partial to the infamous drink absinthe – the stuff Van Gogh drank and we all know about the ear.
In 1923 he was seen as the supreme optimist when he went up against Mike McTighue of Ireland in Dublin on St Patrick’s Day – he lost. He apparently turned up some time after the fight dressed in a full dress suit, tall plug hat, opera cape monocle and tan shoes.
On arrival in the US one report was as follows
“Though he has appeared on the streets of New York, a subdued vision in pearl grey, he hasn’t attracted the slightest notice.
New York is surfeited with freaks and it would not pay undue heed to an ordained bishop in a Navajo blanket”
However Siki soon solved that little problem. He started giving exhibitions in an obscure theatre “The LaFayette. He neglected to obtain permission for this and was summoned before the magistrate and thus broke into print for the first time in weeks. The financial dealing that went on to get Siki to the US is an interesting story in itself and I shall leave that for another time.
Part 2 of this story will follow soon. He was such a fascinating man and I will deal more with his life than try and comment on his ability as a boxer. I hope people find this of interest