“YOU GOTTA FIGHT DIRT y” ’ By FRITZIE ZIVIC as told to Myron Cope The trouble with boxing today is that there aren’t enough good, dirty fighters. So says this expert, who parlayed an educated elbow and a well- aimed thumb into a world title, and wishes only to spread the good word “ptvery 20 often 1 come across compliments in the news ‘papers or magazines such at "Fritsie Zivie wasn't dhe fighter inthe history of boxing: Greb was d ‘Or "Zivie was always careful never to throw & ful blow, vunles he Knew exaetly whete it was going” Iv’ nice to be remembered. Of course, there are people who would say being remembered as a dirty fighter is not the best of compliments, but then we each have our own set of values and, as Dan Parker once said; Tam 2 model ‘of Zivie Virtue, ‘The point is, boxing was my business, And ie ie a direy business, inside the ring and outside. Ym riot knocking it. I made 2 lot of money. (which mys teriously hor escaped me) and Tenjayed fighting. But when, you fight for a Living, if you're smart you fight with every trick you know. If T hadn't known nine zillion of them 1 never could have won the welterweight title from Henry Annstrong, who knew just as many Fighter, manager, promoter-I've held all three jobs: So maybe I'm qualified to give a lutle onesemester course here in Advanced Butting, Heeling, Thumbing aad Elbowing, plus a few side lectures on the Financial Necesity of O& Easionally Holding. Up zn Opponent, and other valuable elated subjects. ‘Look at the three best fightere of all time—Jack johnson, . Jack Dempoey, Harry Greb. All wonderfully disty fighters. Look at the three best champions of our day-Rocky Mar. iano, who was one of the best afterthebell punchers 1 ever saw; “cute” Archie Moote; and alley‘ighter Sandy’ Sailer. To them the book i something you could clout a gay with if you had it ready, : They called Dempsey's right hand tron ‘Mike but Jack ‘once told me his best weapon was his double left—a left to the groin followed by a lelt to the head. ‘That's the very weapon he knocked out Jack Sharkey with. I got the movies in my house‘A lot of oldtimers claim Jack Johnson was the best fighter in history. Fat Luke Carney, who managed me, ‘worked Pittsburgh Frank Moran's corner when he fought a Boxound ticle bout with Johnson in Paris, and to Lake's dying day he claimed he never saw anybody like Johnson. ‘Johnson stood erectly in front of Moran, taunting him: "Cimon, Frankie, hit that nigger. C'mon, Frankie, hit that nigger” Te worked fine. ‘When Moran went after him Johnson would catch his blows on his forearm, then push him gently on the soul ers and suddenly slash his face with down-and-out wrist action punches. He would grab Moran by the biceps and them ia his powerlul hands wntil Moran's arms ached. Alter the fght Luke had co’put Moran in an epsom “alts bath for hops. He bad welts all over his body and face. “never saw 2 face slashed up like Frank's,” Luke told me, [Neither fighter got a cent for the bout. The promoters ran off with the money, Like I suid, Boxing's not the sweet- ‘est business in the warld ‘azry Greb, who held the middlewelght and light-ieavy- ‘weight titles, is recognized as the dirtiest fighter there ever was, which Kind of raskles me.I mean, I'm willing to settle {for being called the second dirtiest, but Greb’s ranking means I'm not even the distcst fighter to come, from my nelghhorhiood in Pitsburgh, Greb came from right up over the hill, My older brother Jack ells me if you lifted your Jeg high enough Greb would hit you on the bottom of the foot. Why, Greb once bit a good-sized chunk right out of an opponent's shoulder. ‘Lowasn't so bad myself 1 do say so. Else how could 1 Ihave won the welterweight title from a champ like Arm; strong, who Often purposely missed you with his lefe hook ‘0 he could bring his elbow across your face? “Today Armstrong is a preacher on the West Coast, Lun- derstand, but let me tell jou about the Armstrong I boxed fon October 4, 1940, ia Madison Square Garden, “The fast round, Armstrong was very busy: they called Jhim Perpetual Motion and it was 2 good nae for him. I've seen etter fighters and better punchers but no fighter with that style, Hardest guy in the world to hold in a clinch ‘He'd put his head against your chest and push you. All the time he'd be digging his hands and elbows into your body." Well, like I said, he was very busy in the frst round, He ‘hic-me'low, choked me, butted me, thuinbed me. Arthur Donovan was the reeree, He dida't warn Armstrong once. Well, I got a terrible going aver for three or four rounds. J was thinking about the Cadillac I would buy if 1 won the tle and T didn’t want to lose any rounds on fouls. ‘Lmean, he was the champion, he was Mike Jacobs' favorite ey mighe go a le more stietly on me with the rules than on kim, ‘But finally, after the sith round, I said to myself, Iean’t go 15 sounds like this. Te was my first LSround fight and boxing Armstrong was ike boxing three fellows, chats hhow busy he was. So when the seventh round began. 1 walked out and hic him with a fe hook right in che g id this a few times and Donovan noticed T was changing ry style, You might say. He pulled us apart for about ve seconds and TI never Torget what he ssid: “Boys, if you want 10 fight like this its okay with me." Wonderful referee, that Donovan. ‘That was all { wanted to hear, 1 pulled up my crunks and went to work. L bit him lows 1 said, "Pardon me" 1 butted him; 1 ssid, "Pardon me." 1 must have said "pardon me” five or six times before the seventh round ended. Along about the ninth or 10th, we syent into a clinch and Armstrong stid, “The hell with that ‘pardon me’ stuf, cat out the fouling.” ‘Well, to make a long story short, Y finished serong anddroped han ja a te fal bell rang got the deiion andthe tite. ‘The iotalvot course come’ peope won't {ailite moral thee Pa bowed hie neotding to the Sook 1 wouldnt bane won the de ‘Now Lace alot of ght who relly sick to that book: They ib, they hook, they Wrow combinations but what do they Know about the Gucated elbow, the wel placed chum te forehesd that knows what is good fo My God tome of thee fighters ty tink lee efor over! They don't aced Julie Helfand for a commas Noner. They seed erally Pos Tvatched gue: try to Gh Rocky Marciano off with the Marquis Qucedsbury wok ust goes to show how Simple chy sr ven Queembary yas #Touse, is owe son walked up to hin the sect in broad dagen Su took a pula hn, Why, Knead where te guy even moved his mitts into the’ ste ‘ows his ile wes Tare in "You eat become a champion when the champion i ietng you in 80 places with 30 weapons and youre hing him 8 thre plaes wi thee weapons, Even toa) Yor Sate, there have Deen clam champion, But Joe Louis sean s'ones-amiion punches: Gone Tuan tf by Keeping in wich good condiion he was ike = humnaa veil: For evry Louis and Trey thee Baye been coven fellows whe did't Before go any further I thisk-1 etter explain a few" ‘00d, sound principles of dirty Boxing. FIRST PRINCIPLE: = ‘Always finish with a punch in"Jair territory. ‘This is che last punch the referee sees. Heimay mist the first one if you throw it quickly as ia the double left favored by Denipiey and most of the emart fighters, The soundness ofthis principle is never beter appreciated thant when the last punch knocks out-the other fellow.- Even ifthe referee saw the fst one he can’t very well take a Knockout away from you : SECOND PRINCIPLE: / Know when and how to foul and what each foul is g00d jor 'A Blow to ithe groin is not really a painful punch be- cause of the protective cup. It stings. Practically always ‘a punch below the belt is theane fo make the other fellow Tower his guard, or to faster hizo he lores his head for a few seconds maybe. In order to deliver a painful low blow one must bring it up from the foor-up and under the cup, This s so vicious a punch I did not cate to we it But Bunny Davis gave it to-me twice in the famous fight in which he went herserk, a fight [' have more t0 say about later. Continuing the second principle, a smart fighter néver pulls his head back after Bauting."If he does bis op ponent can step right in 2nd bute him back, File Zr oh, hl the weld vetvsght tile rom "A “pelt be, any stele 4 ia tly 24, Seem scr ate nected, AD, belive me, any ‘Salk the gap, Hwee campta trom Hary os. ho ook ‘Armaan, fhe oat tr To instead thes Tiesch Weng me ut hiss back hhave great natural ability but made money by lear ing the wicks. Jake La Noss vin es ve wiong SN" PMalendl Eabnetiaca in ttie, es Sap bas Tons Inevonee i deconl Seale auteetieterag's ie ier Suef te Ba a ee Re Ciamaiani aa dainiety Infant ely tow he anc ty "So Live tcond bout with Armstrong tele Madison Squre Gardes What & natural L was until had the kind of punch if SHandane ecord22190"nor Cuthag Chiumen” sae nie, teh years after T started they swatted a fY Td lay 65 on the fy to get up and swat back. Bue they became ‘world champions by using their heads-and I don’t mean just for thinking, 1 don’t know. Maybe you got to have a twisted mind to respect that kind of fighter. 1f1 have one you ean blame it, Tike the psychiatrists say, on my childhood. 1 grew up in the Lawrenceville section of Pittsburgh, 4 real cough neighborhood. It was also called ‘The Strip and the part [ lived in they called Irish ‘Town. I remember nyy first day of school the kid siting in front of me—this vas his second year in the fint grade—he secs there's @ new boy behind him, He turns around and says, “What's your name?" “Perdinand," 1 sys, He punches me in the nose and 1 punch him back. The next day I changed my name to Fritzie, Being Croatian in Irish Town didn't help any and to wake matters worse, my brothers Pete and Jack were fighters, so naturally all the kids were looking to beat ime up because I was the littlest. So T learned to throw bricks. Got to be the best brick thrower in Irish Town Td see those kids coming and I'd stare throwing. T could throw on the run and hit a kid on the head at 30 yards, ‘There was one kid 1 must have knocked out $8 times. T Fin into him recently and he said, “You see this sear on ‘my forchead? Those were the days, Frit.” : ‘That's what [ mean. When you fight, you fight. Losing ‘doesn’t help your health, and in boxing it certainly doesn’t help your bank account. You don't carry over a gradge With the ogher guy but when you fight, you fight. Sgheing, In 198i, in my third ight. with: Johnoy Bapbaray he” bavi ie under the fle eye, sn the exe pained me for several days. T went to te specials He tured ms over toa amstant for Xeays and when the-anistane gave rhe pctare to the specaise he looked sti real fon lite, Then he looked tm then looked Back atthe pictre inal, he sd to his stan, "Fake another picture” ; Well, 1 was scared sti. 1 did't know what was ehe mater with me. When the doc looked at the second pic fire he studied fe for ave, Hooked at me, den at the picture aguin snd finaly tad “Vl take the next one nye Tid’ know what to think. 1 wat half crazy Alter the doc had studied the thitd X-ry forthe longest time, he Rally placed « hand on my shoulder and ssi, Son, ve Remy a lot of heads in my tae but youre i witdout a dotte the thickest T bave eter seen. It is two and onchalé tines ay thick as any head T have ever Xray” Miny’s the tine T buted @ man and expected to see blood inning dawn over my eyes but my herd neve bed have scars under my eyes nd on my nove Irom Bighing be Thaven'e gets mark on my forehend, Anyhow, og back to the technique of good busting, 1 might add thatthe best place co butta maa i over the eye. Thats where hel ext eniy It he hasn't got a head like msine. Juke LaNfot wa a funny kind of butt man ea be you over the temple te did emu all his butting tilen he bad you on the ropes. [Continued om page 60fou Gutta Fight Dirty” = [Continced from gooe 18], Hed grab you by the arm and yoit tara Eee and he'd butt you on the temple. THIRD PRINCIPLE: 4 This i hind of odd advice om dirty {fighting, bur—hnow the rules. ue he rules, for example, say che fighiers are fo touch gloves before the bout and, ah the start of the final round. Guys whi Touch gloves in between are going out of thor way for rouble. I fought Vinsiie Vines in’48 io Madison Square Garden. Tn the frst round we got tangled up im a inch and when he stepped out of te Ginch he extended his gloves to me. 1 ‘Teached out and hic him a right hand om the chin. Knocked him ot “hat’s boxing, The winners make the money, the lorers make the excises ‘Sarac a the gloveiouchers are the ewusfouled fighters—the fellows who fan to complain to the referee that they Mie being fouled and wind up being ‘worse than fouled. "Take Lew Jenkins, the former Vight- weight champion. I was boxing Jenkins In Pitsburgh back in 742: Now Jenkins bad a bad fait of spreading his feet far apart about evice as far as the ordinary Tighter. Something like a batter in base «Ball, Well, a8 soon 26 T sce him spread those feet Lanove in and wham!—I step ‘on his toes, but hard, Hie calls me a darn Yankee and a lot of other filthy names. T now be has a hot temper to begin with, to I step on his toes again. ‘This time he” {uuros bs head to complain to the referes, Mitich T am expecting and hoping hell fo, and I reach over and hit him with 9 < Sit hand on the chin and down goes“ Jenkins. ° ‘Same thing in the second round. step on him, he turns to the referee, T ibck him down. Well, he gets up holer- fng’bloody murder, What filthy sames he calle ine! Anyhow, to make = long story short, 1 give bin a tereible golog fer until the referee, Emie Sesto, stops ft after the ninth roubd, ‘ T loved to fight Jenkins. Not only be- ‘cause of that stance he had but because dhe had a neck nbout 2 size nine, He “Tooke like «rooster. When Iwas" step- Ping on, hii toes I was giving Aim. choke job. "After that Pittsburgh fight the next time T heand from. Jenkins was thrée or Your years later, He was in service by then and was passing through Pittsburgh ‘Ny phone rang at in the miqening and esvon the line yelling, “Get outta bed You buen! Gome on downtown and Jet's Fave a drink.” Always calls me when he's in town now, He tried to Kill me and Be Knows 1 tried to kill bin, but he always calls te when be's in town. ° ‘Bork Lew and 1 veze ebampions but ‘neither of us have an address on Fay Street today. People figure a fellow wins fa tle, he's ot fr fe. Let me tell you, a; i i i 4 result of winning the tide 1 automat tally picked up another manager who got 5 percene of ull my exrnings 2s char pion, Bidie Mead wat the guy. Mesd was ‘Aromarong’s manager. "You mtke the deal and give him the percent so you can get the title shot, you Figure, okay, i's part of the game, But amy, what troubles Thad with {at head. About four days hefore the tle Sight he called me wp to an office in the RICA. Building. I went up 10 the office with dee friends Louie Stoken, Monk Ketchell and Bobby Quinn. Monk is bom of the Allegheny County police force now and Bobby was my wainer. They waited outside the oft while T talked to Mead “You know, you cant win this ght” Mead says to me, and Tsay, “What do you main, can't win this ght" He says, “Well, Armstrong will prob- ably knock you out and you'll get all based up and ext up and You won't get too much money anybo T ays, "What do you expect me to do? If T lose the fight He won't be the first fight I lost, and if Twin it, it won't be the fist fight T von, Anyoray, think can Tick itn inspite of what you say What are you getting a” Wel, he says he will give me $15,000 in smal bills the day before the Sgt, just to make sure I don't burt myself in tying to win. “Nobody will know any ‘ding about fe" Mead says, ‘Well, I don't positively say no and 1 don’t say yes. [realize that if tell hin ies nothing doing Mead might have ‘Armstrong. get hurt in the gym-jou know, a fake hand injury or something that will cake him out of the fight, At that me the fight didn’t mean 2 whole Jot. Iwas a 4-1 underdog. They could call of the fight and let it go a few months and then let it just disappear altogether. ‘What I did was to keep a fellow named Jobnny Sehwaree watching Armstrong in the gymnasium every day, to make sure hae didn’t get burt and there wouldn't be any fake. Finally, it comes the day of the Fight and caming dow from the weighin Mead comes by and takes me by the coat, gives me a litle tug and says, “You made 4 mistake, kid. You're gonna get hurt tonight.” So the fight came off and Mead had to be satisfied with 25 percent of me. As champion, 1 got 60 percent ofall earnings clear, Mead got 28, and my manager, [Luke Carney, got 25. All expenses came ‘out of their end, so you can bet I'made the most of that, T was welterweight champ but I lived like the welzerweight, “cand do you both understand the rates ond regulations of the Pom urea of Internal Revenue?” = : MAIL ORDER HEADQUARTERS FOR oo apeonm—s1.40 va SPUD SEs ea Boe Sallie ie st eee? GERMAN AUTOMATIC i Sshacltial Seeior wade By Beinn en Geran Gun” Severed ie speting ven 6.59 theatrical performances, to scare would Joe atlackers, ele. 4” long, perfectly bal ‘need, Sold on a money Hack guarantee ‘Send §8:9 Cash, chock or Money order to BEST VALUES COMPANY. Dent, Gor Aad Markat Sty Nowa through your town's UNITED FUND or COMMUNITY CHEST o 8middleweight, light heavyweight and heavyweight champs put together. ‘Stil, T didn’t care for the idea of pay- ing Mead 25 percent when I could be clearing 75, so after | had fought 11 times fy champion and had paid Mead some thing like $26,000 F asked him to sell me his plece ‘Well, we negotiated back and forth iwo for tice days and finally agreed on '$10,000. L)had 2 tile defense coming up in about’ thrce weeks against Freddie “Red” Cochrane in Newark so 1 made a stipulation with Mead thae if T lost to Cochrane the deel would be off. There wouldn't be any point to it anyway, be- ‘use the original agreement was, that Mead wobld own part of me only as long as T was champion. Now 1 knew that Mead was a heavy spender; he played the horses and lived ina plosh apartment on Park Avenue. ‘Already he owed me $8,800 personally. 1 wasn’t going to give bim 10 grand that hhe could spend before the Cochrane fight, 20 what {did yas to give him three postdated checks good after the fight and Spread maybe two, shee, four days apart. Teold him to hold them in ease Lost the fight. As it happened, I lost che tile to Cochrane. As soon as I got home to Pitts- Dargh T got 4 call from my bank. Sure enough, Mead had deposited che checks {in his Bank as soon as 7 had given them to him, and his bank had sent chem on T tald the bank to send. them back marked “stopped.” : “Then I called Mead and bawled him oot. He said he was sorry, be made a Iniiake, and I believed him, T expected BtGharily, “We got a itle bet, Tiger. Mind climbing into this bag?” ha was the lst T would hear of Bur three or four weeks later Pit borg ight promoter, Barney McGinley Sido me, "iat, heres fellow Ih ton looking for you. A wrong fellow. He ap you ove sine money.” T wold Barney i con't be, but he ssi the fellow gets i ouch with me Should pay him he courtesy of wing ‘wi him 1 wed so retain any health Well, the fellow gave we a all and we Aue a ate to meet in Toots Goldsteln's which isa resturant where the PiU burgh sporing eet hangout, sre of 2 Bis league Tots Shor To be hones with you I was a Title scared when I wont fos thi fellow, s0 Took along Monk Ketel theeop and Joe Becker’ detective, bt rea big el owe Ths oon a8 1 saw the fellow come imo Goldsteins 1 Knew be wa torpedo, He Sava lied gu, in sot teal naty Urecer wore apes gray bombung. Very Tipper. Surya profiad torpedo. He wast alone. With him was a big sy who Lhoew to bet member of Sie Sie Bandana gang, sn cute operating Bt that tine i Westmoreland County, ‘hid sa short wae or Pitburh "Al righ ost down with them ina sooth, and sting down is Kind of un counorable mt hay, becuse I'm carving 2'he io my belt hough damned it now how to we lef oer 4 beer and the worpedo orders glam of iand Z EK hin what ie dial? He tells me be represents Pde Meads cqcdiors: tat Blend showed them the Sheds I stopped and that if T hadn't Shed ou the 10 grand Mead cola py them of, Them, I supposed, were book. makers “O make a long story short, T explain the Mead business to the fellow, and he says, “Well, that throws 2 different light ‘nit. Iwill gt in touch with my employ- fers, Meet me here tomorrow, same time.” “The next day the fellow told me every thing was okay, and that’s the last T saw or heard of him, Mead died of a heart at tack not long after. I wasn't sore at him, found out he was desperate. T never did get the 53,800 he owed me. * But you know, you can't take one thing from hoxing_i's one of the most colorful + sports there is. And why? Maybe because its a dumping ground for all kinds of characters. { look back on the years and {individuals come to mind: Ray Arcel, 2 man who conned me into losing a fight bat a trainer whose “good press” makes hhim out a’ fist clas genileman sur rounded by thieves. Fat Gene Dargan, & twedear salesman who would ‘rather make $30 2 week working with fighters titan $800 a week selling cars. A referee jn Omaha who vated against one of my fighters because the kid floored him with aright when the ref stuck his nose in to break a clinch, AI Weill, Rocky Marci no's manager; Jimmy Cannon wrot ‘Weill ever get fo heaven he'll pluck the feathers from the angels’ wings and sell tiem for mattress sein. Dressing room bribers, Farmer promoters. What a col- lection ‘Tm no bargain ether, in cave you get the idea think Tam. I carried a few fighters. FM never forget, funniest ox perience £ ever had~back in '46, 1 had Fetired from boxing for the umpteenth ie and Ihadn't been in the gym for I gues two months. Iwas sinoking a few Cigarettes, drinking a few beers. Wasn't jn as good condition: as T might have been. ‘Well, one day I van into Gene Dangan, the used-car salewan, and he ssid, “Fritze, 1 got a fight for you, $1,500 guarantee, Want to box a fighter named ‘Russel Wilhice in. Memphis? Tstid to Gene, “With name like Rus scl Wilbite, TIL take the fight.” “You in shape?” he asked me. T auld, “I don't have to be in’shape. ‘Any fighter with a name Iike that cannot gti.” Fiat thing, I went and bought a pair of gloves, they were called Sammy Frager gloves, Made by a former fighter named Sammy Frager out of Chicago. Wonder: ful gloves, They weighed only five ounces and there snust have been three ounces in the wrists, I said to Gene,-“T'l take these gloves to Memphis. In’ the shape Tim in, T can’t go very many rounds but FET caf get avay with wearing these little gloves I got 4 good chance to knock this kid ont. So finally we got to Memphis where we read this Resel Wilhite has had 17 fights up to this time=I6 knockouts and one win, 1 met the kid at the weighin. Fine looking boy, 18 yems old, af highur ih school kid, real good looking. Looked more like 2 choir boy than a fighter.” “Then I looked up the promoter, typical farmer promoter, you might say. Hadn't been arourid the geme very Jong {said to him, “Please do ine 2 favor, ‘please use these gloves tonight le looked at the gloves and said, “Soo, hose are wonderful gloves. How much do owe you?” “Not five cents.” F said. “These gloves “The night of the fight was really ome thing No deputy in the dressing room, tno nothing, You didn't even have to wait {UN you got in the ting to put on your gloves 1 taped my hands. T put some ‘White tape on, put some black tape over the white tapé, and put some white tape. ver the black tape- Got my bands loaded pretty good. ‘Then 1 put on my Sammy Frager gloves, "About a half hour. before the fight « fellow came in and called Gene.outsde, TPhey talked outside about five minutes and Gene came in and said, “Fritzc, chat fellow wants to know if youl accept $500 to let this kid go ten rounds. said, “Why, certainly,” because T didn’t know i€T could hold him off for ten rounds, anyway. So this guy gave Gene five $100 bills ‘Well, the Aight starts and T.go out for ‘he ffst round just testing myself. T guess ies like « ball player or-anybody who's been in a business for years and then comes back after 2 Tayoft—your natural feeling is very good for the firs couple fof minutes when you start in again. Tm feeling pretty limber so I go in and hit the 1d with a left hook and he starts to igo down, T remember the $500 so I grab the kid and hold him up and dance ‘around with him until he comes 10. “Then hit him on the shoulder and ‘on the chest and I'miss him purpose {ro.or three timés. Finaly, the round is over and 1 go back to my comer and say to Gene, “What ama 1 going to do? This Kd can't fight” ‘well Gene says, "just tke your ‘So 1 go out for the second round. 1 {don't hit him much and he don't hit me, This goes on for 2 couple rounds and the crowd is raising the devi. Te-was a real stinker. Igo back to my corner after the third round and T say to Gene, “T better get tid of this kid.” But Gene pulls ott five bills from his pocket and Rijs maybe I better not T kaagh and go fout for the fourth. ‘Bue then the referee growls at me, “Come on, Zivic, you better fight oF you're not gonna get paid.” Well, I was [eting $1,500 for the fight and $1,500 is orth more than $800 so I go back after the round and tell Gene what the referee faid. Then in the fifth T go out and feint the kid and hi him with 2 lefe hook on the chin that Knocks him cold. When the referee holds up my band, ob, does the Grove boo! Te was terrible ‘Gene and I hustled back to the dress ing room and locked the door. S26 ax eid we beard a Boom! Boor Boot tr the door Gene hollered, "Comings er the door” and he sipped the fre Wits eden “That Gene Darga, he sor oftoak over ss my manager afer fell out with Luke Carney and man, he got me Into more Siunloa! Fe once booked se for three SStounden in one, week — Monday, Wednesday and Fray. aia ed him, "Whacre we doing on * “Tuesday and Thursday?” T fought three-good boys, Ralph Za nell in Providence, Pete Mead in Grand Rapids and Bobby Britton in Memphis. Got §1,500, $2,000 and $1,500. AM three bouts went the distance. Lost che ist two but beat Britton ‘Nat Fieischer’s record book ‘says 1 fought Zanelli, Mead and Britton four Gays apart, but even Nat makes errors, Maybe he iad trouble keeping track of me because I was such an active fighter Why, I femember die time in '39 my brother Eddie had a date to fght = fellow named Charlie Bell in Columbus, Obio, but had a bad ear and couldn't make it, 0 Lsaid, "We look slike, Eddie, I'l 6ght for you, went down to Columbus but the matchmaker recognized me. He said, “It {ell you what Il dg, Tl explain to Bell's ‘manager what bappenedl to Eddie and if fhe wants to fight you, is all xighe with ‘Well, to make a long story short, the manager stid, “Okag, well fight you, on fone condition—that you don't. knock Chaalie out for two tounds. After two rounds, every man for himself.” ‘We go out for the first round and lip Cltarlie Bell on the jaw and he starts to sag: 1 grab him and hold him up and ddo a ballet dance for maybe 15, 20 sec- fonds with him. When he comes around, Y grab him, choke him around the neck, fpin him around, and give him a presty food going over. But I keep my word Bnd don't knock him down. "T kept Bell alive in the second sound but when we come out for the third 1 extend any glover to him, violating my wn tule about touching gloves in the idle of a Sgt. He says, “This isn't the Tost round. ‘Laays, “lt is for you, Chae," and reach over and hit hia on the chin and Knock him deader than 2 doornail 1 got $2240 for the Sight. ASfew sionths later I went back wo Columbus and boxed a fellow mame of ‘Al Costello, another bout Nat Fleischer ‘missed, andl knocked him out in a couple fof rounds, Got a little more money this Sime. Got $39. T never boxed in Golumbus again. Ics ike Leo Durocher said"Nice guys finish last!” L-was @ nice guy for & night myself and finished last. Ray Arcel, the ‘ninent trainer, conned me right into it. Tm boxing this fellow Norman Rubio in Newark in "42 and before the fight ‘Axcel, who fs handling Rubio, comes 10 fin tr Rae) Ih ONE ROR, ONE FNGEESNAP;* er st. pee | * SELF-HYPNOSIS fae peer are Bae earner cee bein? TEN SECONDS TO HELL by LAWRENCE BACHMANN: Corot only BEsee me. "Don't bust this kid up, Frit, he's a nice kid with a family, 1 said nuts to that, but by the time J got into the ring Tu thinking about his Wwife and Kids so 1 kind of take it easy ‘with him at first. He's a litle guy, with ‘more hair on bis chest than { had on my head. He's doing pretty good and by the time I wake up to the fact that he has piled up a big lead on me, I can't get started. Tn ina rut, He must have won nine of the ten rounds ‘That's what you get, being a nice guy. Well, the rematelh was made for Pitt burgh a few weeks later. I cold Arcel be fore the fight, "I'm going to bust your Kid's head open, bite his ear of cut his eyes, everything.” [run out for the first round like a manize~and the next thing know the referee is counting over me [get up and manage to stay out of Rubio's way for the rest of he round. in the second round I go to work. ith may left, hook him spin 3. Then T realy get warmed, up. By the ninth Rubio is cut over both ‘ejesand bleeding. The referee stopped it. ‘So T wasn't «tice guy. 1 won, Tl ell you another sweet fellow 1 got all Kinds of love for. A Weill, Marciano's ‘manager’ Onée'T foughe in Washington, D. G, for a matchmaker named Goldie Ahern. Thad 2, $1,500_guarantee but the ‘rowed was postaind Goldie asked me to settle for $760. Rigured, well, I might be promoter Sorne day so I may as well be comsietate! I take the $750. This was a favor to Weill because ic wat a known fact that Ke was bankrolling the show. Years later I bought am outdoor arena, Zivic Arena, with, some money ray. wite we Helen had held out of my pockets for = rainy day and I had a green kid making tmatches for me. He booked Arturo Go- doy, the Argentine heavy managed by Weill, and guarasteed him $3,500 or 30 percent of the gate. This wae fantetic. ‘We could seat only 7,500. When T heard about it I knew we would lose money on the show s0 I ealled Weill and asked him to cut the guarantee to $1,000. “Your matchmaker made ehe deal,” bi said."A deaY's a deal.” reminded him of a night in Washing. om when I took half my guarancee to help him out, bue the lease he would go down to was $2,500 and we lose money. Again T was reminded: Be a nice fellow in boxing and you get it in the neck, [But of all the nasty things, and ae the same time the funniest ching, L saw i the fight game, a referce in Omaha took the cake. was boing a main event there and I had one of the fighters 1 mansged in a sixround preliminary. Hé was a Title kid named’ Mickey Quack, » shoe- shine fighter—he'd stand in the middle ‘of the ring with his head down and-bath arms Mailing back and forth like a kid shining shoes. ‘The ref was one of those sguys;when he tells the fighters to break he hat to stick his head between them. ‘Well, Mickey and his opponent are standing head to head, throwing punches blindly, and sure enough, the rel sticks hi head in onee too often and Mickey nails him with a ight hook. Down goes the ref, on one knee, Right away the crowd starts counting. ‘The ref is kneel: ing there, shaking it off. Finally, at the count of teven he get up. "To malke a long story short, Mickey ak shew “The champ's changed his defensive tactics to handle ‘those bullike rushes of the challenger.” taker five of'the six rounds but the ref, ‘who i the only oficial, gives the decision to the other fighter. Couldn’e take Knockdown. T'm out of bositig now. But I love the >usiness and when f hear Pennsylvania's Governor Leader and New York Com ‘missioner Helfand and the National Rox ing Association swearing they're out to clean up the game f hope they mean out: side the ring only. Inside, the dirty ight. fers are the feat fighters. Willie Pep, old fa he i, Would still be featherweight champ if another alley ghter like Sandy Saddler hadn't come slong. ep was whipping him going away en Sandy applied a double arm lock hat dislocated Willie's shoulder and rade him quit in his corner, giving the title avay. In their return match they heeled, thumbed, butted, elbowed, wree tled, and took Referee Ray Miller to the floot with them. The sports writers said it was outrageous. Saddler remarked! “L got a litle mad when he heeled me “and thnambed me in the eye and stepped fon my toes, but afterall he was trying to ‘win and ies all in the game.” Us dirty fighters don’t make any bones about being dirty fighters. Ie's like Fold General Phelan, the New York Commis: sioner, when he was conducting a hearing the day after my fight with Buromy Davis Jn the first round Davis had looked at the dock to see how much time there was" and T clipped him, knocked him down He blew is stack and the next round came out and hit me low about 16 times Sil they stopped the fight and disqual fed him At the hearing Davis tld Gen: ‘ral Phelan Ithombed him. "Ziv," sid fhe general, “shat do you have to 37" “General” T said, “t'm going 10 be very rank wih you: 1 doy et ‘hurabed bien for he sraple veason 1 didn't haye to. 1 Knocked him down in the fist round snd i was a e85y Baht Bue FE be" boners about =if Davis ‘would have given me a beating I would Have thumbed him. I would have hit his. low. 1 would have taken every advantage Teoukd Tgrew up in a tough neighbor. hood and was taught to Gghe one way "Davis" sald the general "We fe Yoo 42,500 and suspend. you indefinitely in Now York State." ICL had been a heavyweight cerainly would have liked to ery out my philoso hy of fighting on Marciano, 2 fiiser teh came at you wih fists arm, elbows, head, everything. But he was a wi ma inthe ring-T mean he was temper diy. not eute diy, noe slentife dirty. Fiat thee woul an ste and ith {hae wild wight of his would get hic by the abow a spin him sound Then twould ive hima little coke job, chop ‘im in the groin, aad ey a lite bute om that tender note he hat He'd blow bie stack. From there oi ed have it made “boxing a good, dirty man is hard co peat: Usually it takes a beiter and dirtier ‘man to-do i