Originally Posted by john garfield
I boxed for Angie's 5th St. Amateur team in the mid '50s, 'n I'd had countless great trainers since the early '40s at Stillman's in N.Y., 'n Ang was terrific. He was terrific because he knew instinctively how to get the best from each fighter. He didn't do it by the numbers and cheer lead.
We'da followed him barefoot over broken glass.
We not only wanted to win but we wanted to win for him. The trips back to Miami after a team win are still euphoric memories. Our team was tight.
Not only was he able to look after Cassius Clay, Pastrano and all the first-rate talent coming from Cuba, he was hands on with his amateur team (knew all our names) pointing out everything we needed to fix 'n how to do it.
He was like a great jockey that knew how ta guide us down the home stretch, with just a touch on the shoulder or a look in the eye, like Whitey Bimstein or Freddie Brown.
He didn't grandstand elaborate instructions between rounds for TV or gym rats to ****yze. Sure, he exhorted a fighter, but his real instruction might have been a touch on the right shoulder, meaning it was finally time to throw the lead right to the body.
When it worked, and the man caved, It was like hitting LOTTO.
So for me Angie was a terrific trainer, not a cheerleader or a towel carrier left to have his between rounds advice second guessed by websters who wanna hear it communicated the way they wanna hear it.
So, in the mid 1950s, you had been boxing as an amateur since the early 1940s? And, during the mid 1950s, Dundee was not only handling your amateur team, but Ali, who didn't go to the olympics until 1960? And Pastrano? And he was with Basilio and handlng an amateur team too?