What one ability distinguished Boston Tom McMustache...

Didn't he invent the jab?

 

No, he invented the "punch punch" a devastating single handed blow thrown with the closed bony part of the hand and delivered with a sharp forward movement of the upper limb into an opponent's facial region (more correctly, their moustache region). It's still used to this day, and can, if thrown correctly, induce wooziness and temporary death.

Prior to the invention of the punch punch fighters were forced to fight like this:

http://youtu.be/iybw67dh5V4?t=5m31s

 

Boston Tom would sometimes work the punch punch into his fearsome one-punch combinations. Just like in The Ballad of Boston Tom, as excerpted here:

It's Boston Tom McMustache
A skillful man indeed
His one-punch combination
Is all he'll ever need

 

It was a shame the fight didn't happen. Really, it laid the groundwork for Dempsey to duck Wills years later. So McMustache's antics essentially robbed us of two great fights.

 

Un fortunately many myths have grown up about Boston Tom McMustach, and are passed around by casual boxing fans as if they are gospel.

One is the myth that Boston Tom McMustach drank himself to death. Contemporary accounts clearly state that he died because devils invaded his liver.

 

Boston Tom defeated the New York Times by a newspaper decision

 

Tom McMustache once walked into a busy saloon, locked the doors behind him and proclaimed " I am going to lick every son of a ***** in this house" he then proceeded to lick everybody in
the house......














...with his tounge!

 

The "jabber's thrust" was specifically outlawed as too effeminate by the Lord Archduke of Salisbury Steak's Rule Set of Set-To's under which McMustache fought 417 or his 483 bouts.

 

You guys,

 

Okay this has me actually laughing out loud. Everything about it is gold, bony part, upper limb, moustache region, temporary death. Thank you sir.

 

One of many by that rat ******* Irish Tex Goldstein. The same guy shanghai'd Stewart 'Stuarty' Steward proposed offer to Chocolate Negro kid to fight McMoustache in a 150 rounder winner-takes-all on a mississippi steamboat around 1894, by countering with a offer that was completely unacceptable to both parties thus waving bye-bye to the monopoly of the Hobo Heavyweight title.

 

I will throw in my four rubles soon, Boggle. But, alas, my mind is not functioning well enough for this just now.

 

But-