Boxing Best Stories Thread

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A lad I worked with was driving though Sheffield and cut up an "Asian looking lad" in a Mercedes, the usual horn beeping and hand gestures and cutting up ensued and they both got stuck at the next lights, my mate jumps out full of bravery bangs on the Merc window, it winds down, and it's Naseem Hamed... Errrr any chance of a photo Naz ?

 

Howdy Mr Cannon,

But after he finished his less-distinguished-than-he-likely-would-have-wished-for work for that day, he got to go upstairs and relax in his penthouse suite, right? Maybe grab a nice steak out of one of the restaurants for dinner on the way up? Or hang out at the bar and swap stories with industry colleagues and fans? I enjoy the thought that he didn't wind up his days in a crappy apartment eating dog food. Thanks for confirming that.

Be well, friend.

 

I read this in one of the old Parade magazines.

If anyone can corroborate me, please do so I know I’m not creating false memories. Lol.

Keeping it short and from memory, John L entered a saloon with his usual bombastic challenge - to lick any SOB in the house.

He then shouted everyone a drink - everyone in the saloon ran to the bar, everyone but ONE man.

A man who remained at his table quietly eating his meal - a large meal at that which he was devouring.

John L approached him and angrily barked at the man saying that when he shouts, everyone drinks.

The man politely declined, stating that he was a teetotaller and simply wanted to finish his meal.

Enraged, John L drew back his mighty right fist, then swung it wrist deep into the sitting man’s midsection.

It barely disturbed the notably bulky man who then stood up, picked John L up whole, and then threw him over several tables.

John L got up, dusted himself off and said to the man, “Well, there’s at least one man who doesn’t have to drink when I’m pay’n’.”

John L then enquired “Watchya name?”

The man politely answered “George Hackenschmidt”.

Mr H then sat back down to quietly finish his meal.

As Jack Palance used to inimitably say “BS or not!”, either way, a great yarn.

Anybody else happened to have read that story or am I Robinson Crusoe?

 

One story plied at one time by Jack Johnson: -

During the Marvin Hart fight, whilst in a clinch, Johnson, looking over Hart’s shoulder, spied a spectator brandishing his gun - Johnson said that sight gave him cause to tone down his offensives from that point on lest he be shot by said spectator.

In describing his fight vs Hart on a number of other occasions, Jack somehow omitted this not so insignificant claim.

 

Willie Pastrano told this one to a late friend of mine who used to take his son, a pro, down to New Orleans to star with Tony Licata (he said Willie was the funniest guy he ever met):

When Willie got his title shot against Harold Johnson for the light heavyweight crown, he was a substitute for a substitute: Maura Mina of Peru was the original challenger and got injured in training; Henry Hank was the replacement and he, too, sustained a training injury.

Thus came to call to Angelo Dundee asking if Pastrano wanted the short-notice title shot. Dundee accepted and called his fighter to deliver the good news.

“How would you like to fight Harold Johnson for the title?” he asked.

“Hell no,” Willie replied. “That son of a ***** can punch!”

Of course he took the fight and won. The championship by split decision.

 

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not a story, just funny.

 

truly a hard man to like, like a Broner (the Worst), or Mayweather.

 

Hi Buddy.
Don't think we have had a lot of chats/discussions' of late, but I like your demeanor and politeness, look forward to many more of your posts, which I find informative and on point.
chat soon Salty.

 

Hi Mr Cannon,
I see you make posts here (that I universally enjoy reading read, btw) and the way you treat the interactions as one might treat correspondence with a friend and I appreciate it. That being the case, I am compelled to respond in kind.
Stay well, friend

 

Bloody hell, you pair, Get a room!

Joking, by the way. I, too, admire the courtesy you each habitually demonstrate, even under provocation. Such as when uncouth people tell you to 'get a room'.