classic boxing pictures

jack dempsey with charlie chaplin..

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ali v williams..

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marciano v moore..

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jack dempsey and babe ruth day after the firpo fight...

(wondering am i posting ones already posted ?...a lot of pages to check though)

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wow...love that one of battling...just 'wow'....one very tough hombre that

 

patterson v johansonn

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shame about the way he ended up....but i suppose it is a story thats been told a lot of times in this sport..

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"MUMBLING INCOHERENTLY, a shriveled little man shuffled into the charity ward of Chicago State Hospital. The doctors looked at him with a mixture of pity and awe. His eyes were blank and his once muscular 133-pound frame had wasted away to a mere 80 pounds. A brash young attendant said callously: "Huh! Another derelict. We're sure getting a lot of them these days." An elderly attendant shot him a cold look. "Do you know who that 'derelict' is?" he snapped angrily. "That 'derelict' is Battling Nelson, one of the greatest fighters who ever lived."
Old Bat, who had licked immortals like Aurelio Herrera, Young Corbett, Jimmy Britt, Terry McGovern and the incomparable Joe Gans, was 71 years old when he was ruled insane and committed in January of 1954. The psychiatrists' diagnosis had been chillingly brief: "Incurable senile dementia." Nobody will ever know what went on in Nelson's tortured mind as he dribbled away his last days amid alien surroundings. Occasionally a flicker of interest would light up his lustreless eyes and he would try to talk. But the words trickled out in a jumble of meaningless phrases. Those familiar with the ex-champion's spectacular career could pick out place names here and there and link them with some of the famous battles that had earned him riches beyond his dreams. Names like Colma... Goldfield... Point Richmond... But what could they make of such mystifying phrases as electric lights... cracks in the floor... sheets of snow... my seven dollar suit...? It was hard to make any sense of this babbling because Nelson, in his wild hallucinations, was conjuring up the broken images of a past less concerned with his great triumphs than with the vivid fragments of memory that often overshadow the important events in a man's life..."
a month later he was dead of lung cancer at age 71.
With 68 wins, 19 draws and 19 losses, Bat once said that although he had "lost several fights," he had never been beaten.

Battling Nelson was elected to the International Boxing Hall of Fame in 1992.

 

while i'm at it rocky...allow me to post this...something i posted on another thread recently...taken from an article somewhere online...

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nelson was born in denmark but his family emigrated to america while he was still a baby...he was raised near chigago and at 13 he quit school to work as ice cutter on lake michigan at 15 cents a day. The heavy outdoor work inured him to hardship and further toughened his naturally tough physique.

in the fall of 1896 Wallace's circus came to town...by this time nelson had changed his vocation to meat cutter. travelling with the circus was a pug meeting all comers. he was billed as the "world-renowned Unknown."...young nelson stepped up and promptly beat the circus champ in just one round...that was the start of his boxing career...his father forbade him ever to fight again. so young battling left a note saying, "Coins away, ma, to seek my fortune" and hopped the first freight going north...by the time he was 18 he had 25 pro bouts, and his story contains typical scenarios like this....
"..early in his career: a strange bout with a crude battler named Young Scotty. Strange because everytime Nelson floored Scotty the electric lights would go out! The Bat was puzzled. Scotty's head had been slamming the floor with a jarring crunch. Was it possible, Nelson wondered, that the impacts were in some way disrupting the makeshift wiring? After six knockdowns - and six blackouts - it suddenly dawned on the Battler that he was being hoodwinked. By that time, however, Young Scotty had managed to last the eight-round route, robbing Bat of a well-deserved kayo victory."

and the story of a fight with one harry fails, at a time when a lot of boxing shows were still illegal..
"They ran into their first trouble when the local sheriff threatened to arrest them. "Hey," one fan yelled after much futile planning, "how about going over to Rhinelander?" Rhinelander was just across the county line. On the morning of May 18, they set out for the new battle site. It was bitter cold and snowing hard. The fighters were offered a ride but chose to walk instead. As they slogged along, Nelson was worried. Not about the storm nor the bout. He had visions of some trigger-happy constable springing out of nowhere and hauling him off to jail. But even this dread possibility didn't faze him as much as the fact that the snow was ruining his $7 suit. Poor Bat loved that suit even more than the green trunks ("my lucky color") which he had bought for his third bout. The suit was part of a "swell-looking outfit" that included a $1 derby, a $1.50 pair of knickers "and the prettiest green necktie you ever saw in your life." Bat almost cried when he plucked at his sodden suit after stamping into the freezing old goat barn selected for the 10-round fight. The sports quickly chose the referee - a tall, lanky fellow. "How come they picked him?" Nelson asked. "Him?" someone replied. "'Cause his daddy owns this here barn." At the end of ten brutal rounds, both fighters were still fresh and raring to go. But the referee refused to let them continue and, hoisting their right hands, declared it a draw. If Nelson was apprehensive about money (there was no purse), he needn't have been. The sports were so satisfied with the action that they showered $300 in coin all over the wooden floor. There was a wild scramble as Nelson and Fails raced around picking up the money. Some of the coins had rolled into large cracks in the boards The boys made sure they didn't miss any by prying up the planks with a crowbar. Nelson felt like a millionaire with his half of the take - the largest he had ever received When he got back to town, he headed straight for a fancy clothing store. He stacked $12.50 in coins on the counter and told the clerk with a big grin, "Gimmie the best suit in the house!"

nelson would go on to fight for a purse as large as $23,000 (against gans)

no other fighter took such terrific beatings like nelson and came back to win. there was nothing of the fancy boxer about his style. he had a careless disregard for the hardest blows rained upon him, seemed indestructible and immune to pain. he once broke his left arm in the middle of a 15 round fight, which, he said, "tended to make me somewhat cautious and possibly kept me from winning by a KO."

 

his story would make a cracking film if it was done right