Boxers getting into street-fights...

May 8th 1993..... Lennox Lewis had just beaten Tony Tucker Unan pts 12, and at the after fight party in Ballroom B at The Las Vegas Mirage, The table Occupied by Don King and his family were all stood chatting calmly to Tucker and Julio Chavez (who;s hand was cast or strapped up due to an injury that occurred in that evenings underard match with Terrence Alli..) Several moments later innocently Terry Norris (Chavez most harsh rival) who had been doing commentary that evening strolls up into earspace just to listen in, when Chavez noticed Norris he said something in loud mexican that caused everyone to turn towards Norris and laugh loudly... Furious at being the butt of any kind of joke Norris did the unthinkable, he smashed Chavez in the face with an open palm and a riot ensued.. I remember a large Mexican minder with Chavez standing up and grabbing a photographer who had photographed the event and threw his camera across the room, Thomas Ice T Tate grabbed me and told me to get away and he probably saved us both as we scuttled off to the edge of the room, by this time chairs and Tables were all over the place and around 40 people were brawling in the ballroom, i saw a furious Oliver McCall hit a man who tried to grab his friend Michael Nunn with a chair and run across the room pursuing him.. Nunn was on the floor, Mike Dokes was stalking around with an empty Champaign bottle.. It was so dreadfully shocking while it lasted , but it was hushed up by the media and never spoke of again.. I read an article about 2 years later in Ring magazine about truths or myths, it mentioned the incident or something close to it in the mirage between Chavez and Norris.. but said it was an urban myth and it never ever happened , it was just like chinese whispers , that some press men had dreamed up to put in the sports headlines..

My news for you all is, This did happen and i was right amongst it and i could write the whole detailed thing down like it was scripted ... No myth whatsoever.. In fact McCall spoke to me after beating Lewis in 1994 and said , hey i remember you from that **** that went down in Vegas at the Tucker fight... I said yes , he replied... " you see me smash that ugly Fajita eating SOB..?" my god i laughed my ass off....

 

I THINK Briggs confirmed that story.

Then again Teddy Atlas is a bit of a bullshitter. Teddy would claim to have Chuck Norris style prowess in fights, even if he can't predict one to save his ****ing life.

 

Teddy got the **** kicked outa him at the Tyson V Holyfield weigh in when he got fresh with an old aquaintance near to the stage where his charge Mike Moorere was about to get weighed for his bout against Franz Botha...

Incidently John Davimos , Moorers Manager was attacked in a downtown bar only hours before about some other personal bull**** surrounding Moorer..

Shannon was a very very close friend with James Toney and Mike Moorer...

 

This wouldn't surprise me, Teddy has been known to be overly mouthy and a pretentious ***** of sorts. I remember reading him getting into some **** outside one of Tyson's amateur events.

 

i just got into one today and i tried hard to avoid it but people see me small (138lbs) and they try to show off in front of there girlfriends and he only lasted two punches left hook straight right and his nose was busted.but i really tried hard to avoid the problem

 

Gomez was only 130 pounds and he killed a big timer in Manchester with one punch.

Boxers would kill people on a regular basis if they got involved in street fights, even the small ones.

 

scott harrison is forever in fights around glasgow

 

This thread reminded me of an incident that I've put up before. Hope it's not too far afield. Thought you might appreciate:

One evening in the early 1970s, I’m walkin' along Third Ave. in New York, past PJ Clarke's, the sports bar. A booming voice hails me, "Joe! Joe! Over here!'

I look in the direction of the rumble; it’s a building in a black turtleneck filling Clarke’s doorway.

He’s easily 400 pounds. A barrel chest and tree-trunk arms strain the seams of his jacket. He’s as big around as he is wide. A neck that would support a bridge –- frightening, like a collector from "The Godfather."

He strides over. "Joe, it's me, Mark...Mark Tendler."

The name’s faintly familiar, as I crane my neck for anything recognizable in the tank turret that passes for his head. It finally strikes me: I trained with this guy at Stillman's Gym in the early ‘50s. But then he was a tall, lean cruiserweight.

He explains, after he stopped fighting, he became a power lifter, and for years a professional wrestler. Now he’s the bouncer at Clarke's.

So, he ushers me back (passers-by giving him a wide berth) just inside the entrance to Clarke's and we reminisce about the good old days.

Over at the bar -- about 15 feet away – is a loud, Ivy League-looking jock and his girl. He’s at the bulletproof stage of whiskey muscles and says to her in a voice intended for Mark: "See the bouncer at the door? He thinks because he's so big, he scares people. He doesn't scare me!"

The people at the bar start inchin' away, sensing the shoot-out, but Mark doesn't even look at Ivy League; he continues talking to me, as if the mutt doesn’t exist.

The jock gets louder – more bellicose: "HE THINKS HE CAN PRETEND I'M NOT HERE. I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT A PHONY HE IS. HOLD MY COAT!" he says to his girl.

Now, everybody in the bar clears away, but Mark keeps talkin' to me – not a care in the world. I'm gettin' more nervous by the moment.

The jock swaggers towards us. Mark still doesn't acknowledge him. When he gets an arms-length away, Mark turns to him and says gently, "If you hit me and I find out about it, you're gonna be in a lotta trouble."

The jock turns ashen... and slinks away.

 

Antonio Cervantes wasnt one to shy away from them.I read he was a very good street fighter

 

Michael Spinks said so on Wed night Fights

or was it FnF?

 

Cruiserweight in the 50's?

 

Good catch, f1. It was just a quick way of saying he was under 200 pounds.

 

I know Fenech got into it in A.C.
Dont remember if he was activly fighting at the time.
I also believe Jeff Harding got into it a few times while still active.

 

HAHAH, all that **** he'd talk, he couldn't get past a guy who was 1-13 at the time. How sad.

 

That guys stories are so full of **** its ridiculous and he can't even at least make up a good one. He looks like a reject from 8 mile with brutal stolen chinese walmart rug and sitting outside his mom's apartment as she films him.