Friday, March 27, 2009

Touching Gloves with... Rodolfo Gonzalez

By Dan Hanley

I saw Rodolfo Gonzalez fight for the first time against a fighter named Nick Aghai back in '71 when I was just 14. I thought at the time, "Eh, nice boxer, able to put his punches together nice", and nothing more. In '72 I saw his first fight with Ruben Navarro and my eyebrows perked up at the strong, hard banging fighter who crowded Navarro for ten rounds, and was pleasantly impressed. I suppose I was surprised as others to hear he beat Chango Carmona for the title, so, with bated breath, I had my chance to watch his first title defense against Navarro and to see what else he brought to the table which I apparently missed. I sat in awe watching, that summer of '73, as he dismantled Ruben Navarro and Antonio Puddu in defense of his WBC lightweight title and made it look too easy.

Ten years ticked by, and at the age of 26, I finally had my chance to view Gonzalez' title winning bout against Carmona on a Spanish language network, which was airing great bouts of the early to mid '70s. Conceding before the bout that it was my youthful exuberance of a decade earlier that possibly jumped the gun on the Gonzalez talent grid, I watched the '72 title bout in order to properly gauge what Rodolfo Gonzalez had under the hood. And, after watching twelve of the most brutal rounds I had ever seen, while pushing my slack jaw back into place, I came away with one undeniable fact. I underestimated him.

DH: Rodolfo, where were you born?

RG: A little town outside Guadalajara called Jalisco.

DH: Did your family have a background in boxing?

RG: My cousin got me into boxing. He was the bantamweight champion of the world, Jose Becerra.

DH: Jose Becerra was your cousin?

RG: Also my first manager and trainer. But eventually, Jose wanted to enjoy life, so I was taken over then by Angel Casillas.

DH: You were quite young when you turned pro. I'm going to assume you had little amateur experience.

RG: That's right, I was 14 when I turned pro in 1959, with no amateur experience at all. My first pro fight, which was scheduled for 6 rounds, was against a fellow who was 27. I was so nervous, I thought I was going to get killed. But Jose told me, "Don't worry, he hasn't been trained by the champion of the world". And I knocked him out in the first round.

DH: The record book says you went on a 31 bout unbeaten streak. How accurate is that?

RG: Actually, it was 55 bouts straight. The little towns I fought in didn't keep records. I ended up with a total of 88 fights, only 7 losses and a draw with 70 by KO.

DH: You had a nice KO streak going at the beginning of your career.

RG: It's funny, my stablemate, 'Alacran' Torres, who went on to win the world flyweight title, and me had a race for the KO's going. We were tied at 28 when he won a decision and I knocked out my opponent for number 29. I won the race.

DH: When you ventured north for the first time to LA, you suffered your first loss.

RG: I was 17, came into LA and couldn't even write my name. I put an 'X' on the contract. It was so embarassing. I fought the top contender at featherweight, Licho Guerrero. I had him down early, but he won the fight.

DH: You drifted from the game after that, for about 3 years. Tell me about that.

RG: Shortly after that, I developed a form of liver cancer and was given one year to live. I continued seeing doctors, the last one telling me I had two months to live, and I was already half dead when I saw him. They sent me home to die at my mother's house in Tijuana. One night, I had a dream of the Virgin of Guadalupe, who told me to visit her church in Tijuana. I made my way there, of course I could hardly breathe at that point I was so loaded with morphine. But, I knelt down at the feet of the Virgin and said, "Here I am, do with me what you will!" And about 25 minutes later, with me still kneeling there, I began to feel better. By the time I left the church, I felt so good I began shaking hands with everyone I met. They thought I was crazy, but I was so happy.

DH: That's an incredible story. A leap of faith brought you back. What did the doctors say?

RG: They couldn't find a trace of it. It doesn't hurt to have a little faith in God.

DH: After your illness, you relocated permanently up north?

RG: Yes, but it took a long time to recover my strength.

DH: Who was your manager now on the coast?

RG: I signed on with Bill Seales, who ran the Seaside gym in Long Beach. In fact, I lived in the gym, things were tough then.

DH: Now let me get this right. You had 56 fights behind you, just recovered from what doctors say was a terminal illness, coming back after almost 3 years out of the ring, and you were still only 20 years old?

RG: (laughs) That's right.

DH: Life was tough! And you didn't exactly choose an easy target to come back against in Bobby Valdez.

RG: Oh, Bobby Valdez was good. A top contender. We fought 3 times. The last fight he stopped me on a cut.

DH: I see another name on your record early in your comeback, Alton Colter. Didn't he beat Fighting Harada?

RG: Yeah, I fought Colter in Las Vegas, and he was good. But the best I fought during my comeback was Ray Adigun. He was a top contender and, my God, he hit so hard!

DH: Tell me about that fight.

RG: Well, according to the press, nobody wanted to fight him, so I guess I was the only dummy around. Adigun won the first 9 rounds, and then I knocked him out in the tenth. The fight was so good, the ring was showered with money from appreciative fans, which the fighters split. My purse for the fight was $700. My half of what ended up in the ring was $1000. So, I made more from the fans than I did from the purse.

DH: Throwing money in the ring seems to be a lost tradition. You don't see that anymore.

RG: I'll tell you another thing. Once during a fight, I was working over my opponent, when some loco threw a rattlesnake in the ring. My opponent and I jumped up on the top ropes and the referee was there with a broomstick trying to kill it. That's something you don't see much of anymore, either.

(After regaining control of my bladder, the interview continued)

DH: Tell me a little about the Mexican rings compared to the U.S.

RG: Oh, they're a rough crowd down there. You don't say 'no mas' in those rings. To tell you how they can be, in one of my last fights, I stopped the top Mexican lightweight, Clemente Mucino in 2 rounds down in Tijuana. And they rioted because they didn't see much of a fight.

DH: After regaining your footing, you went on a 12 bout unbeaten streak until you ran into one of the greats of the game in '70, Antonio Cervantes. Tell me about this fight.

RG: The fight with Cervantes was called quickly. The previous fight on the card must have ended early because I was told to get the gloves on and get out to the ring. And I hadn't even warmed up yet. I paid the price for being cold in the first round when he caught me with a straight jab that put me down. But then he thumbed me, and believe me, that warmed me up because I didn't like that at all. In the second round I caught him solid and I didn't think he was going to get up. His feet were up in the air by the time he landed. But he got up, stayed away, and stopped me on a cut in the 8th round. I was mad over that. I asked him for a rematch but he wanted nothing to do with it. If you ever run into him, you ask him who hit him the hardest in his career. He'll tell you.

DH: When did Jackie McCoy enter the picture?

RG: The end of '71, beginning of '72. I was having alot of managerial problems. Here I was a top lightweight and seeing only $400-500 a fight. I signed with Jackie and my first fight I received $6,000.

DH: What fight put you at the forefront of the division? I'm going to guess, Jimmy Robertson.

RG: I believe it was. It was huge on the coast. What made it such a big fight was Robertson's record against Mexicans at that time.

DH: Right, he was going through his, "No Mexican in the world can beat me", routine.

RG: He had beaten 17 Mexicans and I was supposed to be number 18. But, it didn't work out that way.

DH: McCoy had some big names in his stable when you signed on, did you feel overshadowed or neglected?

RG: Oh no, Jackie was very fair in everything he did. When I came onboard, I hadn't been making much money, so Jackie loaned me money to buy a car and told me to pay him when I could. And I started making real money with him. We had a mutual trust. You don't see that today. And I benefitted with Raul Rojas and Mando Ramos in the gym.

DH: I heard you and Ramos engaged in some real gym wars.

RG: (laughs) Mando and I have alot of respect for one another. I hear from him all the time, he e-mails me 2 or 3 times a week. But we used to spar and go at it. You'll have to ask him who was the first person to deck him with a left hook to the liver.

DH: That did seem to be your favored weapon.

RG: I knocked out Ernie Villaflor, the brother of Ben Villaflor, over in Honolulu with that punch. The press labeled me, 'the liver killer'.

DH: Your next fight was against Ruben Navarro. Was there bad blood between you two?

RG: I won a decision in our first fight and everyone agreed except Ruben. So, the talking didn't really begin until our next fight.

DH: Holding that thought, that was in July of '72. In September, Chango Carmona brutalized Mando Ramos for the WBC title. How did you get the call for the title fight?

RG: I was there in the Coliseum the night they took Mando out on a stretcher, and I challenged Carmona in the ring. Now, managers have let me down before. I tried for a title shot against Teo Cruz, nothing doing. I tried for a title shot against Ismael Laguna, nothing doing. But, Jackie called me in one day and said he had a surprise for me. And he presented me with the contract to fight Carmona for the title. He was a good manager.

DH: With the Ramos beating still fresh in everyone's mind, how many people actually gave you a chance against Carmona?

RG: Not too many. He was a 3-1 favorite, but I watched him in a public training session about a week before the fight and I said to Jackie, "Did you see that?", and he said, "You saw it too, huh?" We both saw a weakness.

DH: What was it?

RG: When he was pushed back, he was lost. But, if you let him do the pushing, you'd better get out of the ring.

DH: I saw the fight, you kept him on the back heel the whole fight.

RG: It was one of my easiest fights. He didn't come out for the 13th round and I was the new champ.

DH: You were a naturally strong lightweight, so this plan was tailor-made for you.

RG: Well, one of my stablemates was Carlos Palomino, a welterweight, and I was able to push him back, so...

DH: What was it like being crowned champ after 13 years in the game?

RG: It was unbelievable! In the dressing room after the fight, everyone was in there congratulating me. Suddenly, this guy is crawling on the floor trying to get through the crowd to me. It turned out to be Peter Falk, the actor. He came to all my fights.

DH: You had an interesting following.

RG: I also had to contend with Joey Bishop and Frank Sinatra trying to buy my contract from Jackie.

DH: I noticed a real change in your style by this time. It seemed to be a combination of your natural strength, relentless combinations and that left hook to the body employed concurrently rather than just one or the other. I wasn't the only one to notice this. McCoy was quoted after the Carmona fight as saying, "I never knew he was this good!" And Ruben Navarro screamed after your second fight with him, "This is not the same man I fought in Anaheim!" It seems you had hit your stride.

RG: I suppose, but I think I was just trying to adapt.

DH: I heard for your first defense they were trying to sign Pedro Carrasco?

RG: Yes, but nothing came of it. They were also talking about Ken Buchanan. They even had an option on Chango Carmona, but he didn't want that.

DH: So then it was the grudge match with Ruben Navarro. I remember the press clippings at the time. They were playing it up as the Maravilla Kid vs. Mr. Clean.

RG: Jackie always said if I got into some bar fights I would generate more publicity. I guess I just wasn't a big talker. But Ruben was telling the press that after he knocked me out, he was going to throw me in a trash can in the alley. It didn't turn out quite that way. I stopped him in 9.

DH: On the undercard of that bout, WBA lightweight champ Roberto Duran fought a non-title ten rounder against Javier Ayala. About 3 weeks earlier he took out Juan Medina, also in LA. This had all the earmarks of a unification match in the making, with Duran familiarizing himself with the LA fight crowd. What happened?

RG: Jackie challenged Duran's people to a unification match, and they were actually negotiating. But, in the end, Duran's manager, I can't remember his name, said, "You keep your title, we'll keep ours." And that was it. I met up with Duran about 2 years ago. We have a good relationship.

DH: It would've been some war.

RG: Oh, God, yes! It would've been some payday too. I also wanted to go up to welterweight to challenge my friend, 'Mantequilla' Napoles, but we got no response there either.

DH: Would you have been able to carry the weight?

RG: Oh yeah, in fact, lightweight was getting difficult at that point. It wouldn't have been a problem.

DH: Your next defense was against Italy's Antonio Puddu. His press clippings were phenomenal. As an amateur, he was the World Military Games lightweight champ. Going into your fight he was the European lightweight titleholder with a record of 49-1-1 with 34 by KO. On top of that, the highly critical LA press was so impressed with him in training, the odds dropped to only 2-1 in your favor. Tell me about the fight.

RG: Puddu was a bit of a wild fighter, but a hard puncher. As for the fight, I had a 103 degree fever the morning of the fight. Now, McCoy didn't like canceling fights, so he had a doctor give me a shot to bring my temperature down. In the second round I dropped Puddu hard with a left hook. He got up, got scared, and ran the rest of the fight. And believe me, that was a blessing, because I had no strength. I finally stopped him in the 11th.

DH: What kind of money were you looking at as champ?

RG: I only made about $10,000 for the Carmona fight, and a third of that went to Jackie. But I made $43,000 for the Navarro fight, $65,000 for Puddu, and $80,000 for Suzuki.

DH: So there was 80,000 incentives for you to head over to Japan? About that fight, you looked very weak in that bout. It was reported that you had a flu leading up to the match and you were on some kind of water diet of your own creation in order to shed the last few pounds. How true was this?

RG: (laughs) No! No flu. I was just having problems making the weight. I had to lose 25 pounds to make 135 and I lost the first 20 no problem. But the last 5 I had nowhere to lose it. I was skin and bones. The fight was on Good Friday and on Holy Thursday Jackie and me set out to find a steam bath. Unfortunately there was a labor strike in Tokyo at the time and it took us quite awhile to find one open. Anyway, we found one and I went into the steamroom. The next thing I remember was two Japanese guys holding me up in front of a cold shower. I had passed out in the steamroom. And I was still 1 pound overweight. I had nothing that night and I was stopped in the 8th.

DH: How difficult was the rematch?

RG: I was better prepared and was having no problem with him. But then I got cut in the 5th and by the 7th I was having a hard time seeing out of my left eye with the blood.

DH: Were you prone to cuts?

RG: Yeah, late in my career. I developed a callous over my left eye and it would split easy.

DH: In the Suzuki rematch, I noticed you starting to walk into right hands late in the fight. What about the right hand that decked you in the 12th?

RG: Too much blood, I never saw it coming.

DH: Suzuki never impressed me, so it was a bit of a shock over here when you lost to him. I thought he was very strong, threw a 'Hail Mary' right hand, and that was it.

RG: A big right hand, that's all. I was still ahead on points at the time it was stopped, in both fights. But that was it for me, I called it quits after that.

DH: What do you consider your greatest achievement in the sport?

RG: My greatest moment was when I took the championship belt that I won for beating Chango Carmona and repaid a debt. I took that belt, returned to that little church in Tijuana, and laid it at the feet of the Virgin. Today, that belt is at the shrine in Mexico City for all to see.

DH: Did you stay in the game in any capacity?

RG: I always followed the sport, but right now I'm co-managing a couple of up and comers with Tony Martinez.

DH: What else have you been doing in boxing retirement?

RG: After what happened to me, I've been doing alot of motivational speaking. Also, alot of acting. I'm headed down to Mexico in May when shooting begins for a Mexican 'Rocky' movie. Also, Zebra Productions is working on a film project based on my life story.

DH: What's it called?

RG: 'El Gato', my nickname. As a matter of fact, they're talking to Peter Falk about playing the part of Jackie McCoy.

DH: El Gato, the Cat! Why the Cat?

RG: Because I used to play with my opponent before I knocked him out.

Roberto Duran was, of course, the greatest lightweight I have seen. His lightweight peak from '76-'78 was a remarkable blend of gloved savagery tempered by sublime boxing skills and a subtle, underrated defense. However, the rambunctious Roberto Duran, still in his incubation period from '72-'74, was a bit of a tearaway, and nobody could have convinced me, at 16, that Rodolfo Gonzalez didn't have the beating of Roberto Duran in him. I believed then that Gonzalez could have handled the wild rushes of this young Panamanian, while making him pay for impertinence...and I still do.


See ya next round

Dan Hanley
pugnut23@aol.com

The Great Promoters/Matchmakers . . .

By Rick Farris

Randy . . . I've been unable to compare contemporary boxers and trainers with those of the past, however, the problem is far deeper. It's not just the talent in the ring, but those who showcase the talent. Let's play, "what if". What if we had Manuel Ortiz and Ruben Olivares around today (two all-time great bantams from different eras, both showcased by great promoters), what made them and other greats so good? Besides the trainers, conditioning and natural talent, these guys honed their skills by staying busy. They didn't just fight once or twice a year. When they weren't defending titles they were involved non-title fights. They didn't just train themselves into condition, they "fought" themselves into shape.

It's human nature to be better at thngs that we do often. A fighter is best off when fighting in the ring in front of an audience, which is much different than gym wars. Guys get title fights today that would not have qualified for a non-title match in other eras. Look at the records of past champs, and I'm not even speaking of guys like Armstrong, who defended his welter title 18 times in two years while also holding the featherweight title, and for awhile the lightweight title as well. Besides title fights in three divisions he fought top rate contenders in non-title bouts. Checkout the records of Olivares, Napoles, Carlos Ortiz, just to name a few off the top of my head.

What promoter today is going to risk losing a box-office draw by matching him with somebody who might win? And in the old days, some of these great champs would drop a decision or come up short in a non-title fight. It goes back to the reality that nobody is great 365 days a year. So what? The cream will always rise to the top. And besides, what is more boring than a guy who cannot be beat? A guy scores an upset in a non-title match, and then you have a great excuse to make a title match. When done properly, it's been proven that boxing can take care of itself, but only with the help of brilliant promoters/matchmakers.

While guys like Hap Navarro made it easy for a fan to fork over the cost of a ticket, knowing that they would see a great show complete with great matches, a celebrity audience and a feeling that somebody went out of their way to entertain them. Today, it is not unusual for a boxing audience to feel "strangled" by a weak undercard, and a good chance the main event will be a bore as well. No wonder young fans aren't catching on to the world of boxing, and seeking excitement from the MMA, etc.

To fix boxing, you need not just fix the talent of the boxers and teachers, but the guys who will put them in matches. I truly believe that without the great promoters/matchmakers, boxing would have died long ago. With a majority of today's boxer's weak in talent, and promoters not understanding how to please a crowd, the sport is in a desperate condition.

Boxing has always survived it's challenges, but it always had talent to rely on. Today, we are at a loss on fronts.

My opinion, of course.

The Card in T.J.

By Rick Farris


Personally speaking, if I truly wanted to see that card in Tijuana, I'd order a ticket and go. I would cross the border, find the venue, and attend the fight. When it was over, I'd leave, cross back over the border. What's the big deal? Personally, even if I were given two ringside seats by Bob Arum himself, I wouldn't cross the street to watch J.C. Chavez Jr. let alone the border.

The only guy on the card I like is Fernando Montiel. Nobody wants trouble, but lets be honest, a lot of people on this side of the border are afraid of their shadows. Sadly, today's events may have one interesting competitive match, then a card full of crap. On this thread we talk of boxers can no longer fight as those from past eras, and that there are no trainers to teach boxing. We can take that a step farther by saying that there are no longer great promoters or matchmakers.

These days, in the ring you won't see a Enrique Bolanos or Manuel Ortiz, and in the corner there are no Jackie McCoy's or Johnny Forbes. However, even if they were still aound, there is no George Parnassus, Aileen Eaton or Hap Navarro to promote the event. When we bought a ticket to see Ruben Olivares or Mantequilla Napoles in a title defense, we didn't have to sit thru a half dozen crap fights to get to the main event. Aileen, George and Hap knew how to enhance the main event with a super undercard.

When Mando Ramos took on his former stablemate Raul Rojas in a ten round grudge fight, Eaton could have still sold out the house with a weak undercard, but she didn't just put on one good fight, she put on several. Frankie Crawford and Armando Muniz were also on the card. When Hap Navarro had Enrique Bolanos fighting Eddie Chavez in the main event, he pitted two hot shot up & comers, Keeny Teran and Gil Cadilli in the semi. When George Parnassus matched Mantequilla Napoles with Hedgeman Lewis in a welter title fight, he opened with a bantam title fight between the great Ruben Olivares and Jesus Pimentel.

You really got your mony's worth in those days. We not only had great boxers and trainers, but great matchmakers. Lucky for me they were still around when I was coming up.


Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Bill O'Neill

I saw these two photos making their way around the internet. Both of them include my friend Bill O'Neill. I thought they were both interesting enough to merit a caption or an explanation of the photos. I emailed Bill and he was kind enough to provide a caption for both photos. Thank you Bill.

Randy:
Top photo was taken in Jake Shugrue's Gym, corner 78th & Hoover, approx. 1970.
Left to right, standing: Freed Heesy, Jake Shugrue, Irish Frankie Crawford, and Meself; seated, Freddie "Mexicali Rose" Marino. (Perhaps his name was spelled Merino. Great guy. The nickname was hung on him by Honolulu promoter Sam Ichinose--pronounced Itchy-Nose--during Freddie's fighting days.)

Bottom photo: Jose Sulaiman came to the World Boxing Hall of Fame banquet the year I was president of the organization (1984), to belatedly present WBC championship belts to Rodolfo Gonzalez and Mando Ramos. The belts had been won 10 years earlier, but got overlooked, and laid around in the WBC office in Mexico City for all that time. Sulaiman said he would bring them, providing we allowed him to make a "brief" speech. So he came--and BORED EVERYONE TO DEATH for almost 30 minutes, until I persuaded Jimmy Lennon Sr. to cut him off.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

The Company You Keep - By Roger Esty

The little I saw of Denny Moyer at the end was food for thought. I wasn't that involved with boxing in San Diego. I hung around the various gyms on occasion and would go to the fights on a pretty much weekly basis. I knew some of the fighters. Not well,but enough where they recognized me and we could talk. I guess for whatever reason when Sid Flaherity came to San Diego he brought with him Denny Moyer. The big fight venues were gone. After losing to Monzon for the title,San Diego was as good a place as any to wind things up for the kid with the baby face. Besides, Flaherity had opened a camp in the foothills for what he had left in his stable of fighters. It was also the home for his kennel of Malmutes.

When I saw Denny Moyer up close for the first time,I could see the age on him. The saggy chest and shoulders. The softness in his body. Then when I'd see him drink,i knew it was more than fighting and age that made him look older. Older and slower. More prone to opening up his cuts. It was all he knew how to do to make a living I guess. He had enough in him to beat the bums. But when he found a character like Ronnie Wilson, abstinence was out of the question.

I was in my early twenties then. My direction wasn't well focused. When I was invited ,I liked getting drunk with those fellows.
"I got drunk with Denny Moyer. Used to be the Champ."
Big deal. Flaherity should have told Denny to stay away from guys like me. The thing is Sid probably was telling him that for years. Old habits are hard to break. Maybe Malmutes are more dependable. Sid probably never had to worry about his dogs going on a binge.

Friday, March 20, 2009

An Interview With Chris Arreola (HBO)

The Fighting Irish!

John L. Sullivan

By Randy De La O

A little late perhaps, but St. Patrick's day got me thinking of all the great Irish fighter's that have made their name in boxing over the years. From the great John L. Sullivan and James J. Corbett, to Jack Dempsey and Micky Walker, to  Barry McGuigan, and the Quarrys, Jerry and Mike and everyone in between. As far as ethnicity is concerned, they are on par with any group before or since, especially when it comes to the area of heart.



Jack Dempsey


Mickey Walker

I wrote this a while back on another website. it fights in perfectly with what I am trying to say......

.......After Jack Dempsey no other fighter epitomized Boxing better than Mickey Walker during the Roaring Twenties, and surely no fighter better epitomized the Irish fighter than Walker. Quite an accomplishment in an era of great Irish fighters. Walker was pure hell in and out of the ring. He was a hard drinking, hard fighting, womanizing Son of a B****, in other words he was an Irishman. He didn't box, he threw punches nonstop round after round and Winning the Welterweight and the Middleweight Titles in the process. He was managed by the legendary manager (and con man) Jack Kearns. Walkers Moniker Was the Toy Bulldog and at five foot seven, and pug nosed he lived up to it, fighting everyone from welters to heavyweights, here's a small sampling; Jack Britton, Pete Latzo, Lew Tendler, Mike McTigue, Harry Greb, Tiger Flowers, Paul Belenbach, Ace Hudkins, Tommy loughran, Jack Sharkey, Max Scmeling, Slapsie Maxie Rosenbloom, and Young Corbett II. The final stats are; 163 bouts 93 wins 19 losses 4 draws 60 KO's 46 no decisions 1 no contest. Like old movies, cars and dames, they don't make'em like this anymore. Another tip o'the hat to the Irish.

"Irish" Jerry Quarry


Photo from - http://www.antekprizering.com/photo.html


REMINISCING ABOUT THE ALABAMA SHARECROPPER'S SON by John A.Bardelli


NOTE; I thought this was a great article by John.  JA (Jim Amato)

Joe Louis was the equal of any heavyweight who ever stepped into the ring. He had it all. Many think that Louis was slow afoot never once realizing that when he first commenced fighting he was a "dancer" employing ring movement and foot speed as an ally. It was only after Jack Blackburn, a Sam Langford era lightweight, was engaged by Louis' brain trust to serve as Louis' trainer, that Louis's style was changed from a runner to that of a methodical pursuing assassin. Blackburn was a great lightweight, standing 5'10" whose opposition in a 150+ fight career extending from 1903 to 1923 included notables Harry Lewis, Jimmy Barry, Mike "Twin" Sullivan, Joe Borrell, Harry Greb, Jack Bonner, Philadelphia Jack O'Brien, Gunboat Smith, Sam Langford 6 times, Joe Gans 3 times, and Kid Norfolk.

Let it be said here and now, Jack Blackburn, who emerged from that era of ring wars, intact, had words of wisdom and physical stepping stones to impart to the Alabama sharecroppers's son, who was eventually raised in Detroit, Michigan, by his mother.

Louis' combined punching speed and power are without equal in the annals of fistiana. His combinations featured five, six and seven punches including double and triple left hooks. He was a master at cutting the ring off on an opponent. One amazing thing about a vintage Joe Louis was that he rarely missed a punch. He didn't turn his punches loose unless there was a need to fire. He didn't punch to cause fear in another fighter. He punched only to destroy with explosive power in both fists. You never saw Louis throw a flurry of meaningless powder puff punches, solely calculated to scare a boxing referee into stopping a fight. Fighting never use to be like that during the 20's, 30's, 40's or 50's. Those were not the times.

Also, there was a time when trainers taught fighters that to miss a punch was a needless depletion of energy or, as the old time trainers might say, "a sapping of strength." The lessons imparted by Blackburn, including the lessons how not to be another Jack Johnson in terms of serving as a symbol of hatred by the white race, Louis mastered. Louis learned his lessons well from one of the greatest, yet still unappreciated, lightweight fighters who ever tread resin .... who went on to an unparalleled career as a trainer following a boxing career and a stint in prison ... in the indefatigable Chappy Jack Blackburn.

In all of Louis' filmed fights that have been preserved for the blessings of posterity, I dare say that you will never see Joe Louis miss two consecutive punches in any fight. He understood distance and rarely was ever out of position to throw punches that were meant to bring a fight to a close in the blink of an eye with the explosive force of a cannonball cascading through the air. Yet, he could make a fighter miss and suffer the terrible retribution of his counterpunches that were nothing short of howitzers being embarked.

If Jack Blackburn ranks, as I believe he does, amongst the top ten lightweight fighters of all time, it was clear that he learned his trade well and became the absolute perfect match for Joe Louis as his trainer. Louis knew it and listened to Blackburn with the fervor of a religious zealot. Blackburn, even at an advanced age, did not fear Louis' fists and took Louis behind closed doors and entered the ring with Louis countless times forcing Louis to go toe to toe with him to prove to his student that, when the teacher was trying to impart a lesson ... employ a fighting method ... Blackburn, as his trainer and teacher, could put his fists where his mouth was and there was a purpose behind the lessons he sought to impart to his neophyte. Louis grew to not only love Jack Blackburn but came to revere and respect him and a deep psychological bond took place between the two.

Inevitably, we would not be boxing fans were the question of how would a vintage Louis have done in matches with a vintage Frazier, Ali, Holmes, Marciano, Dempsey, Lewis, Tyson, Holyfield, and Foreman not be posed. At the outset, to grasp the enormity of just how great a fighter a vintage prime Joe Louis was, if such matches could have been made, Louis would have been better than even money in Las Vegas, New Jersey, or London circles, to not only defeat each of these fighters but to knock each of these champions out. I am not saying that is the bet I or perhaps yourself would make nor that I would pick Louis to even beat, for example, a prime Jack Dempsey. However, I believe the odds makers would have picked Louis by a knockout over every fighter I have named.

When I was a youngster starting to learn to hit a baseball, there was a saying: "Never bet against Joe Louis, the Yankees, or Notre Dame." Times have changed and one way to understand the ashes from which we have emerged is to take nostalgic trips, now and then through to envision the times captured by the pens from gifted writers ... Grantland Rice, Paul Gallico, Damon Runyon, Ed Bang, Jimmy Cannon, W.C. Heinz, Jack Fiske, A.J. Liebling, Tom Egan, Budd Schulberg, and Pierce Egan, as a sampling, only, who have left us a legacy to behold.

Maturity sinks in when one comes to recognize to that the athletic events we are exposed to in 2006, through the magic of video cameras and a myriad of different angled replays, was once upon a time presented only through the eyes of gripping writers who prided themselves on detail in evoking imagination by describing with vivid detail what was transpiring before the writer's eyes, knowing that his assignment was to replicate in black ink that which had just taken place in the ring.

The great writers were supplanted, to a degree, by the lens of a camera which, when it became commonplace, presented reality in stark black and white imagery typically capturing movement in the ring from one viewpoint only, in contrast to the colorful and multi-vantaged angles presented through today's technology and camera placement. Today's fan, erroneously and frequently equates greatness with filming technique, somehow equating reality with color filming which, in their minds somehow makes reality greater than what was captured by either black ink or black and white photography.

Reality, then takes on new meaning when color is added to the equation. Suddenly, black and white, lacking luster, becomes passe and is somehow relegated to the world of fiction and flights of fantasy. In so engaging in this metaphysical realm, those who see reality as only existing in the here and now, have relegated the universe, that is reality, to their own mind and experiences silently contending that nothing worthy or nothing real can exist outside of that singular experience. What I have just described for you is the philosophical concept of "solipsism." The Greek sophist Gorgias is equated with being the father of Solipsism which comes in many kinds and variations with the common root being that one's own experience is the sum total of all reality, past, present or the future.

I raise the philosophical concept of Solipsism only because, tragically, we have impressionable and well intended individuals who subscribe to the belief that bulk, coupled with colored video's is more than what any old time fighter could bargain for were he thrown into the ring with the modern day heavyweights. Ergo, Lennox Lewis would flatten Joe Louis in short order as would the Ukrainian dynamos ... in viewing the world through their distorted myopic lens.

Refocusing, let's look at how did Joe Louis looked at Muhammad Ali, for example, as an opponent? Louis once told a reporter "Clay had a million dollars worth of confidence and a dime's worth of courage. He can't punch; he can't hurt you; and I don't think he takes a good punch."

When asked how he would fight Ali, Louis responded,
"A lot of guys would have beaten him if he was around when I was around. I would have whipped him. He doesn't know a thing about fighting on the ropes, which is where he would be with me. I would go in to out punch him rather than try to out box him. He'd be hit into those ropes as near a corner as I could get him. I'd press him, bang him around, claw him, clobber him with all I got, cut down his speed, belt him around the ribs. I'd punish the body, where the pain comes real bad. He would ache. His mouth would shut tight against the pain, and there would be tears burning his eyes."

In a playful "confrontation" that took place in Las Vegas while Ali was on top of the mountain and Joe Louis was living out the remaining days of his life, Ali bantered to Louis, in espousing Ali's belief that he was a superior fighter to Louis, that "Joe, when you were fighting you defended against those fighters who were considered "bums of the month." In short retort, Louis reminded Ali that had he been fighting in the 1930s and 40's "Clay, you would also have been called one of the bums of the month."

For all we know and all we think we know, keep in mind that Joe Louis just may have been the greatest heavyweight of all time. When Louis speaks, out of pure respect one should listen, and listen intently, even though not being obligated to agree with all that he says.

Consider if your will. In seventeen years as a professional he fought seventy-one times and won sixty-eight of those fights. He knocked out fifty-four opponents, including six (Primo Carnera, Max Baer, Jack Sharkey, James Braddock, Max Schmeling, and Jersey Joe Walcott) who at one time or another held the heavyweight title. His first two defeats were spaced more than fourteen years apart. His only three losses, were, in order, to a former (Schmeling), current (Ezzard Charles), and future (Rocky Marciano) champion. He wore the belt longer and defended it more often and more successfully than anyone else in the history of the division ... indeed, in the history of any division.

Jack Sharkey is the only fighter who fought both Jack Dempsey and Joe Louis. When he fought Dempsey, Sharkey was in his prime and Dempsey was on the downside of his career following the first Tunney-Dempsey fight. When Louis fought Sharkey, Sharkey was a shell of his former self and Louis was on the upswing of his career. Both Dempsey and Louis knocked Sharkey out. Dempsey took a terrific beating from Sharkey before knocking The Boston Gob out in the 6th round.

In turn, Louis knocked Sharkey into retirement with a frightful knockout. In comparing the two fighters, Dempsey and Louis, Sharkey felt Dempsey the greater fighter. Sharkey added, "Every time Joe Louis hit me, he said ‘Sorry'. Every time Jack Dempsey hit me, he said ‘How come you're not dead yet?'"

In his prime, Joe Louis would have knocked out Frazier, Liston, Foreman, Holmes, and Lewis. Louis would have decisioned a vastly underrated Evander Holyfield.

I cannot get a read on the outcome of a Louis-Ali encounter and don't agree with much that Louis said. However, my eyes are not the eyes of the great Joe Louis and what he saw clearly needs to be listened to because those eyes speak from the vantage of experience, of having been there against all styles of opposition ... his words flow with the confidence a fighter has when he knows what he is capable of doing ... when he is ready.

Let it be said that Louis was a better puncher, a more accurate puncher, had hand speed which was equivalent to Ali in terms of effective punching speed, and had a far superior left hook and right cross than did Ali. Louis' explosive combinations were superior to Ali's as well. As a body puncher, Louis wins hands down when compared to Ali's offerings. Louis most likely by a decision but still a difficult fight for Louis.

Marciano may have been decisioned by a prime Joe Louis in a grueling contest. I question Louis' capacity to keep Marciano on the floor were he ever to deposit him on the canvas. Marciano had too much strength, resolve, endurance, and was the epitome of a Spartan. In truth, he would not have been knocked out by Joe Louis had they fought 10 times.

Just as likely, in a rematch, however, Marciano would knock Joe Louis out. Louis, himself, acknowledged during an interview during his later years, that he did not like to fight fighters who crowded him to the ropes and that Marciano was just such a fighter as I note, hereinafter, in a quoted section of an earlier essay I have submitted concerning a mythical contest between Louis and Marciano.

However, despite the naysayers who like to remind us that Joe Louis was seemingly on his deathbed when Marciano knocked him out in the 8th round, one should remember that the Joe Louis that was knocked out by Marciano that evening was capable of knocking out any fighter who ever stepped into the ring.

Louis was just that dangerous, even at his age, and even though this was his last fight. Marciano knocked out a still great Joe Louis even though Louis had slipped tremendously from the vintage Joe Louis that we recall having destroyed Max Schmeling, Max Baer, Jack Sharkey, Paolino Uzcudun, Primo Carnera, Tony Galento, and John Henry Lewis. The Marciano detractors who scoff at Marciano's knockout of "an old" Joe Louis, fail to remember that Joe Louis was so great that he could have slipped several miles from the mountain top, regain his footing, and still exhibit as a mighty great and still dangerous fighter and puncher, as he was the night he climbed into the ring with the Brockton Blockbuster. I have witnessed that fight many times during the past 15 years. I am mindful of seeing Louis' right hand ... so snakelike ... so ferocious ... so fast.

Elsewhere, I have written:

"People think that Marciano waded right through Joe Louis in their October 26, 1951 slugfest and that the fight result was a foregone conclusion ... Marciano by an easy knockout. How wrong they were and are! They are deceived by the 20/20 hindsight cadence to the march of history. Let me ask you to go watch this fight again, again, and again. When you do, you will see that it was a brutal war and Joe Louis' punching power is evident throughout. He was a threat to knock Marciano out in every round from the first through the seventh before Marciano caught up to Louis and ended matters in the eighth.

I implore you to watch the tremendous speed of Louis' right hand in exchanges with Marciano. I for one, have never seen the right hand speed of any fighter, the equal of the speed of Louis' right hand as he fires shots at Marciano this particular evening despite the fact of his age. There are times when the watching eye cannot follow Louis' right hand as captured by the camera!!! That is not exaggeration!!! Conclusion: The Louis fight, in itself, offered, on a comparative basis, more competition to Marciano to anything that Larry Holmes could have brought to the table."

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"Keep in mind that Louis was 37 years old when he fought Marciano. Marciano was 27. Louis was past his prime but Marciano had not yet reached his prime. Louis, on a comeback, had won 8 victories in a row and his over-all record stood at 56-2 with 50 KOs to Marciano's 37-0 with 32 KOs."

"When you say that Marciano is never listed above Louis in any "all time" top ten poll, have you considered Joe Louis' own "poll?" Louis said, "I had a bad weakness I kept hid throughout my career. I didn't like to be crowded, and Marciano always crowded his opponents. That's why I say I could never have beaten him." Now some of you might say that is a humble Joe Louis speaking. Yet, when Louis addressed Muhammad Ali in an exchange some years later in Las Vegas and Ali reminded Louis that he fought a bunch of bums who were called the "bum of the month" club, Louis shot back to Ali, "if you'd been fighting at that time you would have been called one of the bum of the month fighters as well." I submit that also was a humble Joe Louis speaking as well. The truth is always humble."

Enter the room, Mike Tyson, and we all sit up and are quiet wondering what volatile explosion might be about to take place. Tyson had the talent, ferociousness, speed, cunning, and style to knock out any fighter he stepped into the ring with on any given night during the zenith of his career. He has slipped, not miles from the top of the mountain as had Louis when he fought Marciano, but, to the contrary, Tyson has slid all the way from the top of Mount Everest to the base of elevated majesty.

In retrospect, as great as Joe Louis was, I see Mike Tyson stopping Louis within 5 rounds were they matched and that Louis who was laying Baer, Carnera and Schmeling low engaged the Tyson that was doing the same to Berbick, Thomas, Biggs, Spinks and Bruno. However, if Louis survived Tyson's onslaught and got past the 5th round, even that prime Tyson would get knocked out by Louis.

At the apex of his career, the explosive Jack Dempsey would have knocked out Joe Louis, Rocky Marciano and Mike Tyson. I am not talking about the 1926-27 shell of a fighter we saw when Jack Dempsey lost his title and the rematch to Gene Tunney. I am speaking of the raging 1918 - 1924 Jack Dempsey. Dempsey's firepower was too much for Louis and, in fact, with rare exception, too much for virtually any heavyweight who ever fought. Simply put, Dempsey was too rugged, too skilled, and too explosive. It took Max Schmeling 12 rounds to bring a young Louis to the canvas. It would have taken Dempsey less than 3 rounds to do the same.

When it is all added up and thrown into the boiling pot of analysis, however, Joe Louis has to be strongly considered for honors as the greatest of all the heavyweight champions when you factor in delineated factors including those of (1) punching power, (2) longevity, (3) impact on boxing, (4) ring prowess, (5) caliber of opposition, (6) over all boxing record, and (7) knockout ratio.

If you've ever watched Louis' fights, the thing that never ceases to amaze are the incredible combinations with which he explodes and his explosive power which literally causes opponents to change directions, propelling bodies and heads backward, sideways and downward ... converting his opposition from fighters into grotesque contortionists. His punching power literally moves these opponents as though they've been hit by a cannon shell.

If I could have had the good fortune to speak to Joe Louis, I imagine, in one conversation, I would said to him, "Mr. Louis, all things considered, I question whether you would have not embarked on a boxing career rather than having pursued an education complete with mastery of the violin as your good mother desired, if you were faced with having to trod down that path, again, choosing that you chose when the boxing opportunity presented itself to you as an impressionable young man. I've read where you've said as much and lamented your lack of a formal education. However, we, of this later generation, can never begin to fathom your impact on boxing, nor on sports in general, but we can only thank you for your generous contributions you made to this nation as an entity and to the world of sport even though this country, as a nation, itself, shamefully failed in its own right to recognize all that you did contribute and sacrifice in the name and interests of humanity and decency and abandoned you during your hour of need. There will never be another who walks this good earth such as you, Joe Louis."

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Chuck Bodak honored by the boxing world

Chuck Bodak honored by the boxing world

March 18, 2009 by Michele Chong

“A Tribute to Chuck Bodak” was held Monday night in honor of one of boxing’s biggest icons. Many flew in from around the U.S. to be present at the celebration of Bodak’s life which was held at the Marconi Automotive Museum and Foundation for Kids in Tustin, California. Bodak once lived in a converted boxcar adjacent to this museum.

Vasil “Chuck” Bodak died on February 6 from long-term effects first suffered from a 2007 stroke. The 92-year-old had worked with over 60 champions in the ring and was known world-wide as one of boxing’s best cutmen. He was also a boxer himself, a trainer, author, artist and even an actor in his later years. Chuck was many things to many people, but at Monday night’s celebration he was remembered as a mentor and friend to countless individuals whose lives he impacted along the way.

The event was hosted by Dick and Priscilla “Bo” Marconi and Ray and Vickki Marconi. It is fitting that the Marconi brothers, who first met Bodak when they were just humble teens in Gary, Indiana, grew up to be successful entrepreneurs and Chuck’s benefactors when the cutman became ill. The party was held at Dick’s museum where the Orange County-based businessman has amassed a $30 million collection of the world’s finest autos that he donated to his non-profit museum and organization.

And which automobile is placed right in the center of this state-of-the art building?

A Fiat 850 Spider that is covered in découpaged photos by Bodak himself. Spending four years “decorating” this car, this work of art is on permanent display for fans to enjoy. From the grill to the tail lights, the cutman painstakingly glued specially chosen photos of favorite fighters and vintage magazine over the painted car. Everywhere you looked, some boxer’s mug was smiling or glaring back at you from the hood to the hubcaps!

Known for his wacky ways, the Marconi brothers chuckled as they told the crowd how Chuck first came to fashion those eclectic headbands that he pasted around his skull. “While working with Jorge Paez, Chuck noticed “Maromero” would cut his hair in different designs. So Chuck put black tape around his bald head to copy Paez. Pretty soon he was doing it all the time and then added photos too!” The rest is history.

Bodak certainly was a contradiction. While traveling around the world with famous champions, he would be given a suite in the finest hotels but still chose to sleep on the floor. He would bring smiles to thousands, but wore false teeth of his own for years (which he misplaced many times). The senior citizen would sometimes wear the same clothes for days on end even though he could definitely afford a nicer wardrobe. And he would carefully wrap a boxer’s hands with extra care and detail, but often neglected his own personal care and hygiene.

And he was the ultimate packrat–saving so much boxing memorabilia that his old boxcar is literally covered from floor to ceiling with Bodak’s treasured mementos of boxing’s past. In fact, it would be an understatement to call him a packrat. He never threw anything away!
Fighters and guests in attendance had a field day touring Bodak’s boxcar, now a de facto museum. Excited boxers could be heard saying, “Here I am!” when they spotted an old photo of themselves that Bodak has pasted onto one of his collages as they laughed at their ’70s hairstyles and clothing in the pictures.

Completely covered with scraps from ticket stubs, bout cards, books and magazines, there are cornerman’s jackets, posters, statues, awards and more that take up every inch and every crevice in the boxcar–each nook and cranny in the oblong space is filled with boxing souvenirs. Well, make that 99% boxing memorabilia. Baseball, religion and the film industry managed to earn some space in his overflowing boxcar too. Game uniforms, painted crosses and photos with movie stars are also included among his collection. You could spend a whole day in there and uncover unique treasures–everywhere you looked something new would catch your eye.

A religious man, crosses adorn a lot of the boxcar’s shelves, and the cutman made many crucifixes that he liked to give as gifts. The attendees had fun comparing and showing off their “Bodak Bling,” the jewelry the cutman hand-crafted and presented to chosen recipients. From gaudy bracelets, huge watches, oversized rings and heavy pendants laden with crosses or photos of Bodak himself, the guests now wore these jewels made by the cutman with an extra dose of sentimental pride.

Everyone had their own personal stories of their adventures with the colorful cutman. Bodak didn’t smoke, he didn’t drink but he sure swore a lot! Frequently spewing F-bombs and jaw-dropping comments, Bodak never edited his speech. His signature move was “The Uno” which he learned from Jorge Paez; Bodak would often pose with that middle-finger salute.

Salty and crude, insulting and rude. That could describe Bodak as well.

But as everyone who knew him can attest to, beneath this crusty, hard-as-nails exterior was a heart of gold.
“Chuck would earn $15,000 for a fight,” Dick Marconi told the audience. “But he’d come home with just $200, or sometimes nothing. He’d give away the money. He would give it to the maids, to kids, to strangers. That was Chuck.”

And he loved kids, often working for free. “He sometimes never made a penny,” explained Ray Marconi. “Chuck just loved to work. Sometimes people took advantage of Chuck, sometimes he got screwed in deals. But he just loved boxing!”

Friends and fans of all ages came out to pay tribute to the legendary cutman. Henry Garcia and his family came all the way from Victorville to attend the function. Garcia was just appointed Head Boxing Coach for the Apple Valley PAL program and his 10-year-old son, Ryan, already has over 50 bouts on his record. Henry was inspired by Bodak and wanted his kids to be able to pay tribute to the legendary cutman. At the event, young Ryan also got to meet former WBC champs like Bobby Chacon and Paul Banke, who in turn were happy to meet the hopeful future Olympian. Banke gave Ryan some advice and told him about his own days as a 12-year-old amateur as he playfully put up his dukes with the youngster.

Plenty of family members were also in attendance, including Chuck’s sister, Mary, and nephew Bob Bodak from Indiana, who recounted hilarious anecdotes of times spent with “Uncle Chuck” when he was a kid.

And of course, all of Chuck’s boxing family came out in full support too–a testament to the legacy that he built through his career.
The World Boxing Council’s (WBC) Jill Diamond flew in from New York just to be at the tribute. The WBCares Chairperson read a personal letter from WBC President José Sulaimán as she presented a posthumous award to Bodak.

Dean Lohuis and a large group of boxing officials and inspectors from the California State Athletic Commission were also in attendance. And a throng of Board of Directors from the World Boxing Hall of Fame were present as well, including current President Mando Muñiz, Treasurer Josie Arrey-Mejia, Judge Gwen Adair, Secretary Yolanda Muñiz, Dr. Joe Noriega, Alex Cornejo, Steve Harpst, and Hassan Chitsaz. The Golden State Boxers’ Association was represented by Vice President Bill Dempsey Young.

Special invited guests included fighters Albert Davila, Mando Muñiz, Paul Banke, Bobby Chacon, Danny “Little Red” Lopez, John Montes, Paul Gonzales, Rodolfo “Gato” Gonzalez, Allen Syers, Katarina De La Cruz, Promoter Ken Thompson from Thompson Boxing Promotions, cutman Mack Kurihara and emcee Danny Valdivia.

While seen in the corners of many elite fighters, including Muhammad Ali, Oscar De La Hoya, Tommy Hearns, Julio Cesar Chavez and Evander Holyfield, Bodak also spent decades working in amateur boxing. He worked with the Catholic Youth Organization (CYO) in Chicago for years before moving to California. For the kids he coached in both Indiana and Illinois, Bodak will never be forgotten.

“I now live in Reno,” said David Zawacki, who came in from Nevada to attend the tribute. “I knew Chuck for 43 years, since 1964 when I boxed for him as a kid in the old Chicago CYO. I last visited with him over the past year after he had his stroke.” During Monday’s party, Zawacki reconnected with fighter Mando Muñiz–the two had fought together in the ’60s during their military careers.
Bodak made his presence known in both the pro and amateur worlds of the sweet science.

Joe Zanders, President of USA Boxing Southern California, was out of town during the tribute and regrets not being able to attend the service. A day after the event, he made sure to tell me, “Chuck was a good man and he will be dearly missed.”

Per his final wishes, Bodak had a direct burial at the Riverside National Cemetery but the Marconis still wanted to honor their friend in one final tribute. Dick’s flawless auto museum provided a first-class send off for the cutman. The brothers have been involved in boxing for decades and host an annual “Fight Night” extravaganza which raises a million dollars for at-risk youth. Dick, a former race car driver, lives up to his father’s motto, “Learn, earn and return!” and was happy to be able to open up his museum for this tribute to Bodak.

Milling around rare cars, including Oscar De La Hoya’s truck, Mario Andretti’s Indy winner, classic Ferraris, custom Lamborghinis, muscle cars, a fire engine and more, the attendees shared laughs with other guests as they reminisced and remembered Bodak during the evening’s salute.

While party-goers admired rows and rows of gleaming, priceless automobiles, they also made their way to Bodak’s gritty old boxcar, marveling at the trail of history the cutman left behind. The boxcar is just another fitting contradiction that defined Chuck Bodak. The beautiful spotless museum houses myriad of million-dollar sports cars. But the dusty, messy, cluttered, scrap-booked filled boxcar Bodak created somehow blends in just fine, adding even more value to the museum’s already intriguing and priceless collection.

A character. An icon. One-of-a-kind. Unique. A mentor. A friend. All descriptions that were repeated throughout the night while friends and family spoke of the cutman. As guests noshed on appetizers and desserts, a film was shown of the eccentric and generous cutman in all his glory. The end frame showed Chuck waving goodbye to the camera– a perfect ending to the long life he led.

Chuck Bodak may have permanently left the fight game but boxing will never forget his contributions to the sport.

UPCOMING FIGHT SCHEDULE

Courtesy of The Ring Magazine

Friday, March 20, 2009
Laredo, Texas (ESPN2)
Fernando Beltran Jr. (31-3-1, 18 KOs) vs. Aldo Valtierra (25-10-0, 13 KOs)
12 Rounds - Featherweight Division

Saturday, March 21, 2009
Stuttgart, Germany (ESPN)
Vitali Klitschko (36-2-0, 35 KOs) vs. Juan Carlos Gomez (44-1-0, 35 KOs)
12 Rounds - Heavyweight Division

Las Vegas
Roman Karmazin (37-3-1, 23 KOs) vs. TBA
10 Rounds - Middleweight Division

Pensacola, Fla. (Integrated Sports PPV)
Roy Jones Jr. (52-5-0, 38 KOs) vs. Omar Sheika (27-8-0, 18 KOs)
12 Rounds - Light Heavyweight Division

Friday, March 27, 2009
Milan, Italy
Giacobbe Fragomeni (26-1-0, 10 KOs) vs. Krzysztof Wlodarczyk (41-2-0, 31 KOs)
12 Rounds - Cruiserweight Division

Los Angeles (ESPN2)
Samuel Peter (30-2-0, 23 KOs) vs. Eddie Chambers (33-1-0, 18 KOs)
10 Rounds - Heavyweight Division

Saturday, March 28, 2009
Mexico (Top Rank PPV)
Julio Cesar Chavez Jr. (38-0-1, 29 KOs) vs. Luciano Leonel Cuello (23-0-0, 10 KOs)
10 Rounds - Jr. Middleweight Division

Tamaulipas, Mexico
Edgar Sosa (32-5-0, 17 KOs) vs. Kompayak Kompayak (31-3-0, 22 KOs)
12 Rounds - Jr. Flyweight Division

USA (Showtime)
Andre Dirrell (17-0-0, 12 KOs) vs. David Banks (18-4-1, 3 KOs)
10 Rounds - Super Middleweight Division

Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Pittsburgh, Pa.
Paul Spadafora (41-0-1, 16 KOs) vs. TBA
10 Rounds - Welterweight Division

Saturday, April 4, 2009
U.S. (Showtime)
Timothy Bradley (23-0-0, 11 KOs) vs. Kendall Holt (25-2-0, 13 KOs)
12 Rounds - Jr. Welterweight Division

Austin, Texas (HBO pay-per-view)
Edwin Valero (24-0-0, 24 KOs) vs. Antonio Pitalua (46-3-0, 40 KOs)
12 Rounds - Lightweight Division

Joel Casamayor (36-4-1, 22 KOs) vs. Julio Diaz (36-4-0, 26 KOs)
10 Rounds - Lightweight Division

Michael Katsidis (24-2-0, 20 KOs) vs. Jesus Chavez (44-4-0, 30 KOs)
10 Rounds - Lightweight Division

Jorge Barrios (47-4-1, 34 KOs) vs. Carlos Hernandez (43-7-1, 24 KOs)
10 Rounds - Lightweight Division

Saturday, April 11, 2009
Las Vegas (HBO)
Paul Williams (36-1-0, 27 KOs) vs. Winky Wright (51-4-1, 25 KOs)
12 Rounds - Middleweight Division

Chris Arreola (26-0-0, 23 KOs) vs. Jameel McCline (39-9-3, 23 KOs)
12 Rounds - Heavyweight Division

Friday, April 17, 2009
Primm, Nev. (Showtime)
Yuriorkis Gamboa (13-0-0, 11 KOs) vs. TBA
12 Rounds - Featherweight Division

Friday, April 24, 2009
Hollywood, Fla. (Showtime)
Celestino Caballero (31-2-0, 22 KOs) vs. Jeffrey Mathebula (22-1-2, 12 KOs)
12 Rounds - Jr. Featherweight Division

Saturday, April 25, 2009
Bayamon, Puerto Rico (HBO)
Juan Manuel Lopez (24-0-0, 22 KOs) vs. Gerry Penalosa (53-6-2, 36 KOs)
12 Rounds - Jr. Featherweight Division

Krefeld, Germany
Felix Sturm (31-2-1, 13 KOs) vs. Koji Sato (14-0-0, 13 KOs)
12 Rounds - Middleweight Division

Mashantucket, Conn. (Showtime)
Carl Froch (24-0-0, 20 KOs) vs. Jermain Taylor (28-2-1, 17 KOs)
12 Rounds - Super Middleweight Division

Saturday, May 2, 2009
MGM Grand, Las Vegas (HBO Pay-per-view)
Ricky Hatton (45-1-0, 32 KOs) vs. Manny Pacquiao (48-3-2, 37 KOs)
12 Rounds - Jr. Welterweight Division

Saturday, May 9, 2009
Las Vegas, Nev. (HBO)
Chad Dawson (27-0-0, 17 KOs) vs. Antonio Tarver (27-5-0, 19 KOs)
12 Rounds - Light Heavyweight Division

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Frankie Baltazar Jr. vs Charles Young

Frankie Baltazar Jr's final fight, against Charles Young, a 9th round TKO victory by Baltazar, at the Marriott, Irvine, California, October 24, 1991.


"Funny story to this fight, the contract was for 143lbs, give or take, at the morning weight-in Young came in at 148lbs, under the CSAC rules a fighter can only lose two pounds and be allow to fight, Young was into Don Fraser for hundreds of dollars in advances, so Don couldn't afford to lose the fight, Don asked me if we would fight young at 146lbs. I said yes, we'll fight him at 146lbs and we'll also take 10% of his purse, the CSAC guy jumped up and said "you can't do that!", "the hell we can't" I said, I told him look at your rule book, he gets a rule book and starts reading, he tells me "I guess you can", also the CSAC got 10% of Young's purse.

Now Young came to the fight without corner men, so he hired Chuck Bodak and Jerry Boyd to work his corner, after the fight Chuck comes up to me and asked me if I have seen Young, I said no, he tells me "he hasn't paid us" I told Chuck "good luck" because Young was long gone." ....Frank Baltazar

Monday, March 16, 2009

LADY AND THE CHAMP

By Roger Esty

Sometimes I think fighters' wives take as much of a beating as their husbands. I could make list,but I'll try this couple. I won't mention the names because it's not important. The expug wasn't a high profile guy. Had his share of fights. During the 50's when there were a slew of fighters, he was somwhere in the middle. That was his average. He never got to the upper tier,but he never languished at the bottom of the barrel either.

If you look at his pan and know anything about sports,you know only a fighter's mug could turn out that way. His wife has been with him from the early days. Now instead of rubbing his sore muscles after a fight,she rubs his hands to get the circulation going. She told me once that she never liked to see her man in the ring. Maybe it was the apprehensive female that worried about his safety.

In the end he came out of it with a face full of scars. Those scars today are faded white lines. The eyelids are droopy. When he smiles a lot of his face doesn't want to take the upswing with the rest of it. It's a little sad to see him smile because all the skin that's hangin' is kind of saying ,"this is what came from all the years of forgetting when to duck."

But I like that face. He didn't pussy foot around. He did a man's thing. He heard the cheers and he heard the boos. His wife was always his best cornerman. She will always be that. She heard the boos at the end too. She's still cheerin'.

Hap Navarro on Manuel Ortiz

1951 Spanish-American Sports Writers Banquet picturing Hap Navarro presenting an award to Manuel Ortiz



Manuel Ortiz vs Harold Dade 

"Manuel Ortiz was a bit of a riddle. He took his boxing career seriously only on a few occasions. When he did he was undoubtedly one of the best lighter men of all time. A master boxer who could lure an opponent into fierce exchanges which he usually won. The worst I ever saw him was in an Olympic match with Lauro Salas, terribly out of shape.

When Manny pealed off his robe the audience actually gasped at the layers of fat around his midsection. He weighed just under 135 pounds for that one and paid the price for his misstep.
Salas pounded him easily and repeatedly until Manny had to take a voluntary knock down to stop the onslaught. He fought back on guts alone and survived without getting floored again but lost a lopsided duke.

I remember that tears streamed down his cheeks as he realized how futile his efforts were against a well conditioned foe like Lauro. It was a sight, Rick, so much so that some of us at ringside kept pleading with Lauro to let up on Manny, whom he could never kayo. In a subsequent rematch, Lauro got his come-uppance and lost the duke."

Hap Navarro

TRIBUTE TO CHUCK BODAK

The celebration in honor of cutman chuck bodak's outstanding career is tonight!
looking forward to seeing you :) details below...


TRIBUTE TO CHUCK BODAK
Date: TONIGHT! Monday, March 16, 2009
Time: 6:30 p.m.

Location: MARCONI AUTOMOTIVE MUSEUM
AND FOUNDATION FOR KIDS

Address: 1302 Industrial Drive
Tustin, California

For more info: (714) 258-3001
www.marconimuseum.org

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Barrera vs Khan

The fight will remain posted here unless removed by Youtube.com

Marco Antonio Barrera vs Amir Khan

By Randy De La O

I did not see last night's fight between Amir Khan and Marco Antonio Barrera, at the M.E.N Arenain Manchester,  and I don't want to rain on  Khan's parade. From all I have read and heard about the fight, Khan did a great job, he was quick and accurate, and fought with confidence, and considering the devastating loss he suffered last September at the hands of Briedis Prescott, it was quite an accomplisment to comeback and beat a future hall of famer. It was a huge step up to take on Barrera. It took some real nerves.

However, I cannot help but feel the fight was inconclusive, even without seeing it. The fight was stopped in the fifth round due to an accidental headbutt. The rules are that a fight stopped within the first four rounds is ruled a "No Contest". The headbutt that resulted in the cut occurred in the first round.  My understanding is that it was a horrendous cut from the beginning.  Why wait for the fifth round?


The cut itself and the blood that flowed into Barrera's eyes  obviously affected Barrera's vision, as well  as his performence against Khan. Barrera, past his prime and obviously not the fighter he once was has still fought a decent level of competition, fighting and winning against guys like Paulie Ayala, Rocky Juarez, beating fellow Mexican and future hall of famer, Erik Morales in their rubber match, as well as going the distance with, albeit  losing by decision to Manny Pacquiao, in a valiant effort in their second fight (no shame there). 

My point is: While Barrera is clearly aging he has proven himself not to be completely washed up. So one has to wonder, did Khan beat  Barrera because he was the better fighter last night? Or did he win because Barrera, affected by the cut and the blood flowing into his eyes, was unable to fight at his peak? A win is a win is a win, and I'm not going to taint Khan's victory for him. He won and should be congratulated. But if I was Khan, I would want to remove all doubt.  I would want it to be conclusive.

Rodriguez, Trout and Han are Victorious in Torreon, Mexico

By Randy De La O

A big, big night for El Paso and New Mexico Boxing fans last night at the Auditorio Centanario in Torreon, Mexico. Heavyweight David "Nino" Rodriguez (31-0, 29 KO's) won a hard fought battle against Venezuela's Manuel Alberto Pucheta (23-4, 17 KO's), stopping him in the seventh round, to win the vacant NABA Heavyweight title, "Puchet came to fight and was in no way intimidated. It was a very entertaining fight" said trainer Louie Burke.

Las Cruce's own, Austin Trout (17-0, 13 KOs) did his part last night by knocking out Martin Avila (9-5, 3 KO's) of Juarez, in the fifth round, winning the WBA Continental America's Jr. Middleweight title. Abie Han (3-0, 3 KO's) took care of his guy, stopping Juan Carlos Ochoa (0-1) in the first round.

Congratulations to all the fighters and their trainer, Louie Burke.

In the maint event, Durango native, Cristian Mijares (36-5-2, 15 KO's) lost via a 12 round split decision to Panama's Nehomar Cermeño (17-0, 10 KOs). Cermeño won the WBA interim 118 pound title in their bantamweight matchup. The scores were 116-112, 115-113 for Cermeño, 117-111 for Mijares.

Barrera Bleeds!

Barrera Bleeds!
March 14, 2009 by Edgar Gonzalez

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In a WBO lightweight eliminator, 2004 Olympic silver medalist Amir Khan (20-1, 15 KO’s) won a five round technical decision over legendary “Baby Faced Assassin” Marco Antonio Barrera (65-7, 42 KOs) on Saturday night at the M.E.N. Arena in Manchester, England. Barrera suffered a deep cut from an unintentional headbutt in round one that bled heavily from that point on. Khan was faster and very sharp, often punishing the bloodied Barrera on the ropes. Doctors looked at the cut in the fourth, but Barrera insisted on continuing, but then the fight was stopped because of the cut during the following round. Scores were 50-44, 50-45, 50-45.

I couldn’t see, if I could see it would have been a different outcome,” Said Barrera. “His fast , but I didn’t feel his power.”
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In a clash for the vacant interim version of the WBO cruiser weight title, the Cinderella story of Ola “Kryptonite” Afolabi (14-1-3, 6 KOs) continued with a shocking ninth round knockout of former champion Enzo Maccarinelli (29-3, 22 KOs). A big right hand ended it at 1:50.

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Friday, March 13, 2009

RIVERSIDE HEAVYWEIGHT CHRIS ARREOLA

An email from my friend, former sports writer Bill O'Neill,

I visited Chris Arreola's training camp at Indian Willie's Gym in Riverside Wednesday afternoon. While Chris does not seem particularly inspired about his next assignment--taking on the giant Jameel McCline at the Mandalay Bay Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas in a bout that will be televised live on HBO on April 11--he is viewing it as another step toward a shot at the heavyweight title, and is rounding into shape.

Chris has won all of his 26 fights as a pro, scoring 23 knockouts. He lives here in Riverside; and in spite of his intimidating appearance and somewhat irregular training habits, he is a very decent, friendly, soft-spoken young man. If he becomes champion of the world (as I think he will), he will become an immediate media sensation--and the best representative our sport has had since Joe Louis.

bon

Friday Update From Louie Burke From Torreon, Mexico

Great news! Nacho Huizar and the WBA are going to make Austin's fight for the WBC continental belt, which should be good for a world ranking. The fight is a scheduled 12 rounder.

All the guys looked good at wiegh-ins and made weight fairly easy. The weights were called out in kilos, so I didn't get the exact weights, just that they were under the max.

The guys were at the weigh-ins at 1:00 and by 1:15 the wiegh-ins started and by 1:45 they were finished and were off to eat a pasta meal. Why can't it be this easy in the states?
The guys had thier medicals done last night, so the weigh-ins were the fastest most organized I've ever been too.

As I write the guys are all in bed napping. There is another promotional event scheduled for tonight from 6 to 8 but we may hang back and rest.

Thanks for the support

Louie

Update, on Trout, Rodriguez and Han in Torreon, Mexico

The latest email update from Torreon, Mexico, per Trainer Louie Burke.

Well our suspicion of bad news was confirmed today at 8:00 am, but their could be some good news with it.

We're extremely disapointed that Avendano pulled out due to a contract dispute, there goes the tiltle eliminator. In Avendanos place will be Martin Avilla, a local from Torreon residing in juarez. Austin knows he cannot look pass this kid, even with a less than steller record, it appears as if he's been the victim of mis-management, His losse have been against experienced foes and he has a win over Saul Duran, has been the Mexican light middle-weight champ and has gonne 12 rounds. He was KO'd his last fight but it was overseas against an undeafeted fighter, Koji Sato who is 13-0 with 12 KO's and is a full fledged middle-weight.

I wish we could have fought the fight we prepared for, But since it's not going to happen we can't look past Avila.

The good news is that there is a possibliry according to Nacho Huizar that the Avendano fight will happen in El Paso sometime in May. I'll gladly take it on the home turf.

It was a long day. Two huge press conferences, that reminded me of the way boxing was covered a couple of decades ago, a full house of spectators and media.

Austin and David then had to tape the Telivisa entry for Saturday, then go get physicals.
Why isn't it this easy in the states?

Abie Han arrived at 8:00pm, ate and went for a short walk. He then called it a night at 10:00pm.

David's fight is still a go for the NABA title. Austin's fight looks like it will probably be reduced to a 10 rounder. David has to be ready to go in the ring by 8:45 and austin is know the swing bout.

During the press conference tempers flaired between Pucheta and David. David felt when Pucheta put his fist up to his chin during the stand-off, Pucheta shoved his fist into his chin a little to rough while posing for cameras, so he knocked his hand away causing a little pre fight mayhem. Not Much came of it, just some finger pointing and a few curse words.

Abie's opponent is Juan Carlos Ochoa, a debuter from Gomez Palacio, the sister city that lies just accross the river from Torreon. We know nothing about him.

I wanted to make a correction. expected attendance is 9,000 not 40,000. Sorry I misunderstood, but a sell out is expected.

The card as it stands today is 11 bouts long.

Featherweights 4 rds
Tomoki Kameda vs Carlos Hernandez
3-0 0-1
Japan Gomez Palacio, Durango

Light-weights 4 rds
Gerardo Diaz vs Cristian Rojas
6-0-1 7-0-1
gomez Pl. Monclova

Welter 4rds
Francisco Reza vs Adres Reyes
6-0 8-1-0
Torreon Gomez Pl

Middle 4 rds
Abie han vs jaun Carlos Ochoa
2-0 debut
El Paso Gomez Pl

fly 4 rds
Noe Rosas vs Irving Cortez
5-2 5-1-1
Mexico City Nuevo Loredo

Mini-fly 6rds
Jose Rodriguez vs Tony Rodriguez
15-0 4-4-1
Mazatlan Gomez pl

Middle 4 rounds
Gerrado rojas vs Alberto Martinez
2-0 debut
Torreon Monterrey

Super-light 6 rds
Ricardo mijares vs ricardo Rejeda
12-0 6-2-1
Gomez Pl Monterrey, NL

Super Welter 12 or 10 rds ?
Austin Trout vs Martin avila
16-0 9-4
Las Cruces Torreon/juarez

Heavyweight 12rds
David Rodriguez vs Manuel Alberto Pucheta
30-0 23-3
El Paso Tucuman, Argentina

Crisitan Mijares vs Nehomar Cermeno
38-4-2 16-0
Gomez Pl Venezula

Whew! I didn't realize how many fights there was, I guess we're in for a long night.
Thanks for the support.
Louie

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Austin Trout and David Rodriguez Update

Torreon Update courtesy of NewMexicoBoxing.Com

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Update from Torreon, Mexico: On Wednesday, both, David Rodriguez and Austin Trout put in early cardio sessions and a gym workout at 4 p.m. Trainer Louie Burke called it a light day, due to tapering down for Saturday night. "The show appears to be well promoted," says Burke. "Posters and large banners are posted all over town, and we've done four TV interviews since we got here--at times, rest is hard to come by." Burke, Rodriguez and Trout have had he opportunity to train with champions Celestino Caballero and Cristian Mijares, while meeting former greats Pipino Cuevas, Ruben Olivarez and Ultimino Ramos

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"We still haven't seen Austin's opponent," says Burke. "And I'm getting a bad feeling. We're assured a fight and Austin's still been in on the interviews, so we hope everything is ok." Stay tuned

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Filming at the Olympic Auditorium . . .

By Rick Farris

Think back to all the boxing related movies or TV productions you have watched where you find yourself inside L.A.'s Olympic Auditorium. During my years as a film technician, I've worked on several, however, the one that comes to mind was the first, a 1979 production of a TV movie called "The Contender". 

The production was an unbelieveable boxing tale starring a needle-nosed actor named Marc Singer. The cheesy script was bad enough, but no man in history with a long, thin, perfectly-pointed nose like Singer's competed in a prize ring. If they did, the nose would immediatly be rearranged, regardless of the boxer's defensive skills.

We shot all over town, at the Main Street Gym, on stage at Universal, the old San Bernardino Arena, a brick structure sitting so close to the railroad tracks that the place felt like an earthquake was happening whenever a freight train rolled by.

When our production rolled into the Olympic, I was on the crew. I was part of the rigging crew that laid in all the cable for the production lighting equipment. I was up and down into the arena and the balcony area. We had big units burning up high, providing a strong back-crosslight for the ring from the edge of the balcony.

While up in that balcony, I had a chance to see the Olympic in ways I'd never before. I had the freedom to go anywhere in the building I wanted, so I went to a place that had always caught my eye and interest. I went high into the rafters, way above the ring below covered with it's powder blue canvas. High above the balcony seats, directly above the ring, that place where the microphone would drop down from, directly into the hand of ring announcer, Jimmy Lennon. Sr. That's where I was. 

The microphone cable reel was still there at the time. In later years, I would see that it had been stripped and was left a rusting piece of metal, not worth the bother of removing. This was after the "wireless mike" had come tp replace the need for a cable system that was attached to a big, heavy micorophone. In later years, Olympic Auditorium ring announcers would have a small wireless mike and would stick it in their jacket pocket after using.

While up high in the Olympic, I discovered gigantic windows covered with sheet metal. These gigantic windows provided ventilation for cigar and cigarette smoke in the 18th & Grand arena's early days. They could just roll up the metal covers and clear the air. 

Of course, I took time to look around and try to think of every great boxer who had fought there. How many had died there? I myself would see two more die in that building within the next three years (Johnny Owen & Kiko Bejines). I tried to picture May West and George Raft sitting ringside, and I could remember seeing Mickey Cohen ringside at a couple of my own fights. Bogart was a big fan, and Lauren Bacall told me years ago that she and Bogie often were ringside at the Olympic and Hollywood Legion. I thought of Aileen Eaton, Cal, Jackie McCoy, Davies, Chargin, Fraser, Parnassus, Suey Welch, Tom Kennedy, Babe McCoy . . . were their ghosts close by? In my mind, if nowhere else. 

I thought of the real "Golden Boy", and of course, I remembered Mando Ramos. He wasn't such a distant memory in those days, and to be honest, Mando Ramos has never been a "distant memory", never will be. Mando Ramos made a life long impression on me. Mando Ramos and the Olympic Auditorium walk hand-in-hand thru my mental notebook.

I looked down, envisioned some early moments in my boxing history. Watching Danny Valdez and Petey Gonzalez slug it out in one of my earliest thursday night visits. I remember how I wish I had been up there with a movie camera to film the 1964 riot that took place after Hiroyuki Ebihara got the nod over Alacran Torres in a flyweight title fight. The Mexicans wren't happy with the decision. The floor was no place to be. Objects would fly hard from that balcony. Even the coins that often would shower the ring after a good fight would hurt like hell if they bounced off your skull, especially ones that fans whipped down from the balcony. Jimmy Lennon used to have scars on his forehead and hairline from quater sized missles. Part of the game for fans was making Jimmy a target. 

When you are up high in the building, where only maintenance crews work, you see the real age of the old gal. You see the vericose veins on the upper, out-of-site walls that haven't seen a drop of paint since the place opened in 1926. It was here that the old broad could be seen without her make-up. It was her secret, just her's and that rats that walk the beams, and travel close to the walls, where their droppings litter the perimeter. It's a place where you find dust older than your father's first automobile. 

I tried to imagine how it was up there on the day it opened. I remembered the photo I saw of Jack Dempsey breaking ground for the building when it first underwent contruction. It would serve as the boxing and wrestling venue for the 1932 Olympics, about a half dozen years after it's doors first opened. 

So many memories and curiosities crossed my mind that day. Of all the interesting places the film industry would take me, one I appreciate most is the Olympic, where I was able to climb that creaky old ladder into the rafters.

Only in the film industry would that have been possible for me.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

"Women Behind the Boxer" Award 2009

Photos and Captions Courtesy of Frank Baltazar
Golden State Boxers Association
Stevens SteakHouse, Commerce, California

Bobby, Connie, Frank and Frankie Baltazar
Above photo by Michele Chong

Connie accepting her award (Baltazar)



Back row, Monroe Ratliff, Howard Smith & Charlie Powell. Front row, Bill Young, Joey Olmos, Danny Valdivia, Larry Montalvo & I. Ratliff, Smith, Powell, Young, Montalvo and I were presented with the "Joe Louis Humanization Award" by Olmos and Valdivia at the "Women Behind The Boxer Award" luncheon, it was a surprise to say the least for me.


"Danny "Little Red" and Bonnie Lopez, Bobby Chacon and his caregiver, Rosie



Danny "Little Red" Lopez and Bobby Chacon kissing my sister, Annie.


Ruby Bolanos  (Enrique Bolanos)



Yolanda and husband Mando Muniz


Here I am introducing Connie



Frankie putting in a good word for mom



Don Fraser and friend


Lynnette Bean & husband Willie Bean