"Had Johnson preferred black women and been as humble as Patterson...

That´s all true but other than you I like him for that. He was a true rebell. A free man. He lived by his own rules and got away with it. I think that´s admirable.

:rofl

 

He also dated Mae West

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and Lana Turner

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Boxrec should record these conquests.

 

What 'combinations' louis had....A tremendous one two there....

 

That is just the tip of the iceberg.

It wasnt just in the ring that Louis built up an impresive resume.

 

I love to **** with the RACISTS over on East Side Lounge, by reminding them of why a lot of white girls love Black Men, and they cannot handle it, anymore than White America could back when Jack was pleasurung the Paris Hiltons of his day.

 

What will you inflict on them if Barack Obama wins the election?

 

" Come up and see me sometime, Brown Bomb"."Is that a protector your'e wearing ,or are you just glad to see me?"

 

Maybe, but he ended up damaging a lot of people present and future over it. That's the crux of the criticism. Live your life, but don't hurt other people (outside of the ring) by it.

I actually think it has more to do with the fact that you are so obsessed with interracial sex that I can practically see your erection through the computer screen.

 

Still champ today? I doubt that, but a good musician today, ok.

Jack Johnson was mean with women, and beat his wife within an inch of her life. He also said some things about black women that really should not be repeated on a message board.

 

Not sure if people will consider it relevant or not...
Washington Herald on Joe Gans two days before his death.


GANS NOT AWARE OF GRIM REAPER
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"Old Master" Chats with Friends and Admirers.
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FAILS TO REALIZE CONDITION
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Staff Representative of The Washington Herald Calls on Famous Fighter -- "I Believe I'll Pull Through All Right, Soon," Gans Whispers Feebly--Herford Present.
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Staff Correspondence The Washington Herald.

Baltimore. Aug. 8.--Sustained almost constantly by oxygen and hypodermic injections that hold tenaciously to the tiniest shreds of vitality. Joe Gans, famous ring master and for many years nonpareil champion of all the lighter fistic classes, clings incomprehensively to life as he lies dull and indifferent at the home of his mother in this city.

He is away down in the valley, with the shadows about to close over him at any moment. His many friends and admirers who have called to see him feel a pang at the sight of his worn frame and drawn features.

Not a semblance has he of the former fighting machine of the ring that plugged and bored almost inhumanly at other fighting machines. Old Father Time is already monotoning off the count.

Gans now seems unable to realize his condition. At the start of his journey across the continent to "die in mammy's arms" he was apparently well aware that the reaper was only a few hours distant. Reaching home, though, he drifted off into a sort of indifference to his impending death, and frequently remarks, with all assurance, "I believe I'll pull through all right soon."

The champion was particularly delighted to see his old manager, Al Herford, on whom he has relied as a brother, and who has helped pilot him to many victories, incidentally, it might be mentioned, making a number of comfortable fortunes for the promoter.

Clings to Al Herford.

"You stay with me, Al," he pleaded, while being transferred to the ambulance at Union Station in Baltimore.

And Al did, recalling and chatting of old contests that cheered up the sick man perceptibly. At one time he was at the side of Gans for nearly seven hours continuously. In fact, every spare chance he can get he drops in to see how "Joe getting along."

In all the chatting and conversation not a word is spoken of the approaching end. Scores of admirers of the game little man have called since he reached his home here Friday afternoon, but Gans, while greeting them all cheerfully, though somewhat pathetically, seems powerless to grasp the meaning of the unusual stream of visitors.

All of these men have stood by Gans as one of the "whitest" followers of the squared circle ever since he began to attract and display that tenaciousness and skill in the ring that bore down many a confident opponent and blasted the hopes of aspiring communities. Many are men, too, with the "race question" and incidental high feeling well developed in them, but the question never bobbed up where Joe has been concerned. That phase of Joe's life and conduct has been the most powerful force in his great and undiminished popularity with the white followers of the sport. Always he has recognized and quietly observed that line of demarcation between the social status of the white race and his own. Never has he attempted to overstep the bounds to give cause for offense to the least critical. He has met scores of men, big politically, financially, and in other lines, but he has never been presumptuous or attempted presumption.

Was Great Favorite.

His conduct at his flourishing hotel in Baltimore, the Goldfield, serves as an illustration of this. The Goldfield does a great trade with white patrons-all, of course, sporting men of varying degrees and status, and principally, too, because it has become a sort of clearing house for fight news of every class.

Here Gans had been greeted on an equal basis.

"Hello, Joe; how's things?" "You're getting flabby, Joe, I don't believe you're good for a Philadelphia finish bout," "What do you think of Ketchell and Langford?" and so on, were the exchanges.

Joe possessed a great good tact in gauging these calls from the sporting men and nespaper writers, and he seemed always to have it in constant use. In fact, with Gans alone concerned, the race question seemed apparently to obliterate itself.

Gans is the exceptional champion ringster who will pass to the great beyond with an undiminished multitude of admirers--"the whitest man in the ring."

 

He probably would have been more accepted by the mainstream, but then he wouldn't have been Jack Johnson.

 

Good post, people point to Jack Johnson's attitude and the fact he'd be more accepted if he kowtowed. But I also think there would have been race riots if Joe Louis was around in 1910 ko'ing Jeffries. Many people of this era were just were that tribalistic and racist

 

He was boyfriend of "Ada Brick Top Smith" , the night club entertainer.
Seen below ,standing in the middle, next to Jelly Roll Morton.

Truth is some times stranger than fiction.

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Johnson said all the black women he went with two timed him,but reiterated "I could love a black woman"
Nothing distasteful about that,if you have any primary proof to the contrary please produce it, otherwise stop trying to rewrite history ,and attributing statements to Johnson he never made .
N.B. He was a lover of black entertainer, Ada" Brick Top" Smith, so thats your bull**** blown out of the water once again.:good