Tony Baltazar

Sorry but, I don't.

 

Thanks for the uploads, one of my favourite channels:good

 

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I perked up at the mention of Chuck Bodak in "Frankie Baltazar's Last Fight." One of the first two books I ever purchased about the sport was Bodak's "Boxing Basics" with Neil Milbert, released in October 1979. The other was "Boxing for Beginners," by Al Bernstein, published in April 1978. Neither manual was a seminal guide like Dempsey's "Championship Fighting," John J. Walsh's "Boxing Simplified," or Edwin L. Haislet's "BOXING: A Self-Instruction Manual," but they were good introductions to boxing at a time when there was virtually nothing else in print on the subject. Ali contributed to Bodak's book, while Norton wrote the forward for Bernstein's.

 

Here is a non-boxing true story of mine.

“‬The Judge”‬

Leopoldo Sanchez
Los Angeles County Superior Court Judge

One hot Sunday night in the summer of ‬1961 ‬I was cruising down Whittier Blvd. ‬in East Los Angeles listening to some R & ‬B’s when I see a red light on my rear view mirror, ‬the cops are pulling me over, ‬for what?‬, ‬I don’t know, ‬I pulled over to the curb and waited for the Man to come give me a ticket.

“‬Driver’s license and car registration please”‬, ‬I handed the cop both license and registration, ‬as I do so I tell the cop “‬careful with the license, ‬just got them back couple of weeks ago”‬, “‬you just got them back?” ‬the cop asked me, “‬yeah” ‬I said, “‬why did you just get them back?” ‬the cop wanted to know, “‬well my license was suspended for a while” ‬I said, “‬how long of a while?” ‬the cop shot back at me, ‬short while I said, “‬were you driving while your license were suspended?”‬, “‬no sir” ‬I said, “‬are you sure? ‬Do you have any warrants”‬, “‬no sir” ‬I said again, “‬well let’s find out” ‬he tells me. ‬The cop goes back to his car, ‬gets on the radio and runs a make on me, ‬after a few minutes he comes back and tells me to put my hands on the hood of the car, ‬Damn!‬, ‬Going to jail on a beautiful summer night, ‬the only good thing is that it was on a Sunday night, ‬because Monday morning we go see the judge.

I was taken to the East Los Angeles Sheriff Sub-Station on Third Street to spend the night. ‬Monday morning comes and I with a few others are taken to the courthouse to see the judge, ‬some of us are taken into Judge Leopoldo Sanchez courtroom, ‬Sanchez had a reputation as the most lenient judge in E.L.A, ‬anybody and everybody who had a case pending in the E.L.A courthouse wanted to go in front of Judge Sanchez, ‬lucky me, ‬I also knew the Judge from the Olympic Auditorium as he was a big boxing fan, ‬I would see him there every Thursday night, ‬now and then I would talk to him there at the Olympic, ‬but I never introduce myself so he didn’t know my name.

Judge Sanchez starts hearing cases, ‬after two or three cases he calls “‬Frank Baltazar case number XXXX”‬, “‬yes your honor” ‬I answered, “‬You are charged with driving with a suspended license, ‬how do you plea?‬, “‬guilty your honor”‬, “‬okay, ‬a ten dollar fine, ‬can you pay it?”‬, “‬yes, ‬your honor”‬, “‬okay sit down” ‬the judge tells me, ‬I sat, ‬the judge call the next case, “‬Frank Baltazar case number XXXX”‬, “‬yes, ‬your honor”‬, “‬oh it’s you again, ‬let see what are you charged with this time”‬, “‬I think it’s the same thing your honor, ‬driving with suspended license”‬, “‬Yes it is and how do you plea?”‬, “‬guilty your honor”‬, “‬I’m going to have to fine you twenty five dollar on this one, ‬can you pay it?”‬, “‬yes, ‬your honor” ‬I answered again, “‬okay sit down”‬, ‬I sat, ‬the judge call his next case “‬Frank Baltazar case XXXX”‬, “‬yes, ‬your honor”‬, “‬you again?‬, ‬Same charge, ‬how many warrants did you have?” ‬The judge asked me, “‬three your honor, ‬this should be the last one” ‬I said, “‬okay, ‬I fined ‬you ten dollar on the first one and twenty five on the second one, ‬on the third one I’m going to have to fine you seventy five dollar, ‬can you pay it?”‬, “‬your honor I can pay the first two now, ‬but I can’t pay the last one” ‬I told the judge “‬okay, ‬pay the thirty five dollars by ‬5:00 ‬PM today and I’ll give you three months to pay the seventy five dollars at twenty five dollars a month” “‬thank you your honor, ‬I can do that, ‬but I need to go home to get the thirty five dollars”‬, ‬the judge than told the bailiff to let me go home to get the thirty five. ‬I ran all the way home, ‬which wasn’t more than two miles from my house, ‬get a ride with a friend back to the courthouse, ‬paid the thirty five dollars, ‬put the receipt in my wallet and then went to get my car out of the tow yard, ‬another fifty buck it cost me.

I then paid three payments of twenty five a month for the next three months. ‬I saved the receipts just in case. ‬I run into the judge at the fights a couple of times and he asked me if I was paying the fine “‬yes sir” ‬I told him.

A few months later after I had made my last payment I got pulled over in Montebello, Ca, ‬cops ran a make on me and it turned out I had a warrant with a nine dollar bail, ‬so I am taken to the Montebello Police department, ‬from there I called my wife Connie to come bail me out, ‬told her to make sure she brought nine dollars.

I left the Montebello Police station with a date to see the judge. ‬I go see Judge Sanchez on the date I was given. ‬When he called my name he is one pissed off judge, “‬I gave you a chance to pay the seventy five dollar fine in three months and you didn’t”‬, “‬But, ‬But sir!‬, ‬I did pay the seventy five dollars”‬, “‬you did?”‬, “‬yes sir and I have the receipts with me” “‬give them to the bailiff”‬, ‬I gave them to the bailiff and he passes them on to the judge, ‬after he read the receipts he tells me “‬but you didn’t pay the other three dollars”‬, “‬what other three dollars your honor?”‬, ‬for every twenty five dollars you pay one dollar for something or other he told me, ‬I than told him that he told me to pay twenty five dollars a month, ‬and which I did and I had the receipts to prove it, “‬Case dismissed” ‬said the judge, “‬your honor, ‬what about my nine dollars for the bail?”‬, “ ‬oh, ‬you will get that back in the mail in about a month”…‬About three weeks later I got the nine dollars back and then Connie took them away from me, ‬said it was her money..... ‬Just can’t get any respect

 

"The Ring" 1952 low budget boxing movie

http://youtu.be/BH73i4pv8NQ

I was hanging around the Teamsters gym when the gym scenes were being shot.....Hope you enjoy it.

 

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Tony Baltazar (R) vs ?...Circa 1965

 

The Blake fight is a very good one. Tony struck me as being a playboy. Maybe didnt have the right mentality for the fight game

 

Tony had the mentality to be a fighter, he was a fighter all his life, he loved to fight. What happened to Tony is what you see happen to 90% of fighters all the time. When big money and fame comes their way at a very young age they get lost, they don't know how to handle either one, and won't listen to anybody that tries to help them in handling such things as their money and fame. I know that it doesn't happen to all fighter. Frankie didn't have that problem but as Tony's father it pains me to say that Tony did. With discipline I believe Tony would have been champion and Tony knows that now, he has said so himself...Frankie had the discipline, but not the love of the game that Tony did.

 

Alas, talent can only take a boxer (or athlete or writer, etc.) so far. Without the other ingredients -- the discipline and dedication and willingness to sacrifice, etc. -- talent is as much a curse as a blessing.

Many men with lesser talent go so much farther on those other ingredients. There were people I went to high school with who weren't the smartest, so they had to study harder. They did better in college because they worked at it and had developed the habits of success, while others breezed by until they reached a level where just being smart wasn't enough. I'll give you a guess as to which are more successful today.

The great ones had the passion to prepare for greatness, to exploit and fulfill their talent.

Muhammad Ali: "The fight is won or lost far away from witnesses -- behind the lines and in the gym and out there on the road, long before I dance under those lights."

 

Agree with all of the above...:good

 

1965 Jr. GG fights..Teamsters Gym, Los Angeles, Ca.

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The late Tony Adame, Tony Baltazar & Frank Baltazar

 

Frankie Baltazar v Chango Cruz

http://youtu.be/tgDI91Q81p0
Frankie Baltazar v Chango Cruz
October 28, 1976

On Monday, October 25, 1976, Frankie and I were working at a Ford dealership (paint shop) in Alhambra, Ca. That morning I told Frankie that on our lunch hour I was going to go see Don Chargin at the Olympic Auditorium to see if I could set up a six-round fight for him for that coming Thursday night.

I left Alhambra about 11:30 AM. and got to the Olympic about 25 minutes later. As I parked the car I was thinking about how hard it had become to get Frankie fights. His record stood at 4-1 with 2 knockouts. The one decision loss was an out-of-town (Stockton, Ca.) fight against Reynaldo Zaragoza, a fight that just about everybody in the house thought Frankie had won.

As I entered the Olympic I was hoping that I wasn't again wasting my time as I had been doing lately in talking to Chargin. I climbed the stairs to his office and as I got to the door I could hear Harry Kabakoff saying, "What are we going to do Don? Castillo won't fight Cruz."

"We'll find somebody for him to fight, so don't worry Harry," I heard Don say. As I walked in I could see that Harry looked like he was about to start crying, but he smiled a big smile when he saw me walk in.

"Is your boy ready to fight?" Harry asked me.

"Yes, that's why I'm here, to see if I can get Frankie a six-round fight," I answered.

"How about Thursday night in the main event?" Harry asked.

"Against who?" I countered.

"Chango Cruz."

"C'mon Harry. Cruz has had 12 fights with 8 KO's, Frankie only has five fights. By the way, what happened to Castillo?"

"Castillo got sick, so they say. I think they are afraid to fight my new champ," said Harry.

I turned to Chargin and asked him about getting a six-round fight, and he said that none of the local fighters wanted to fight Frankie and that it was too expensive to bring in out-of-town fighters for a six-round fight. At that point Harry jumped in and told me to forget about a six rounder and to take the Cruz fight. Chargin then said, "Frank, we'll pay you XXX dollars."

"I don't know, Don. Like I said, Frankie only has had five fights, and he has never gone more than seven rounds. This would be a ten-round fight against a guy with 12 wins, 8 by knockout. I don't want to put Frankie in over his head," I said to Chargin. Harry again jumped in and said they would pay us more than they first offered. After going around for about an hour and seeing the offer go up a few more times and being told not to worry about the weight, I accepted the fight.

I got back to the shop and told Frankie to go home, that he was fighting the main on Thursday. "Who am I fighting Pops?" he asked.

"You are fighting Chango Cruz, mijo," I said.

"But Pops! Cruz has 12 wins and 8 by knockout. I only have five fights. What happened to Castillo?"

"Castillo got sick, mijo. Now go home, I'll see you at the gym," I told him.

I wasn't sure that Frankie would beat Cruz, but I was sure that he wouldn't get hurt. After all, Frankie had been boxing since he was six years old.

Frankie won by ninth-round knockout, and Harry didn't talk to me for about six months after that. . . . .

 

Welcome aboard. I used to correspond with you a decent bit over Youtube back in the day. I post at Boxrec, read your thread all the time, but lack the experience to comment on most of it. It's quite clear you guys aren't speaking from second-hand sources.

 

Thanks El Bujia...The West Coast thread on Boxrec has slowed some. I think we ran out of bull****......Too bad you didn't hang around longer.

!...soon after this fight I got fired and since Frankie was working for me; he had to go too. The owner said we were spending too much time on the fight game. It worked out for us though, within a couple of week I landed a better paying job, one mile from our house, at our local Chevy dealer. There the owner loved us, we couldn't do no wrong. He and his wife started attending Frankie and Tony's fights, on our dime of course....