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A Fox in the Henhouse: Carnera vs. Chevalier (1930)

A Fox in the Henhouse: Carnera vs. Chevalier (1930)

By Aaron Lloyd

Primo Carnera, the 13th lineal heavyweight champion of the world, known disparagingly as the “Ambling Alp” (perhaps as much for his naiveté as his lumbering giganticness), fought his entire career without knowledge that the majority of his fights were not “above board.” More side-show curiosity than top tier pugilist, Carnera, standing 6’6” and routinely weighing more than 260 pounds, was an attractive commodity for the unscrupulous sorts looking to derive profit out of “stage-managing” a heavyweight to the championship in the 1920s and 30s.  While many boxing pundits are divided on the exact degree of fraudulence that defines the legacy of Primo Carnera, most would agree that without the right underworld connections he would never have made it to the pinnacle of the sport solely on his own merits.  In fact, it is widely believed that most of Carnera’s fights (including his championship victory over Jack Sharkey in 1933) were manipulated by his manager Leon See and New York mobster Owen “the Killer” Madden, a claim that is substantiated by the inordinate number of investigations, and withheld purses, sprinkled throughout Carnera’s record.  More snake oil salesmen than a reputable management team, Carnera’s merry band of pranksters hastily made a bee line out of town after each fight before the stench of the hoax had time to settle in, hitting 22 different cities in 1930 alone.  It was quite a show, and everywhere Carnera went there was a throng of fans eager to witness the spectacle of the “strongman-turned boxer,” and there was no shortage of individuals willing to take a dive for the right compensation.  However, on one occasion, a 32-year journeyman named Leon “Bombo” Chevalier nearly sabotaged the whole racket when, after a change of heart, he decided to go “off-script” and fight Carnera on even terms.   

Chevalier, outweighed by 60 pounds and sporting a very modest 19-11-4 record that including 11 knockout wins, was a convincing candidate to become Carnera’s 26th knockout victim when the two met on April 14, 1930 in Emeryville, California.  Before the fight, Chevalier and his manager Tom McGrath had reportedly agreed to the terms of the “prearranged” outcome (which involved him ultimately lying prone on the canvas at the fight’s conclusion) and seconds before the opening bell there was little doubt that Carnera would record his 16th straight stoppage victory.  Unfortunately, Chevalier, overcome by a combination of emotion, poor judgment, and an overwhelming sense of Carnera’s ineptitude, decided that a signature win over Carnera would be more beneficial to his career than a few instant gratifying dollars in his pocket.  So, in an interesting turn of events, Chevalier began to take on the qualities of a real opponent, and to the astonishment of those supposedly “pulling the strings,” the fight was taking an unexpected and rather precarious turn.  Chevalier was having success getting to Carnera, and were it not for some calculated “Plan-B” thinking by Madden and his cronies, Carnera might have incurred a major setback on his path to the championship.  Being the prepared mobster that he was, however, Madden had the wherewithal to plant a “mole” in Chevalier’s corner before the fight, on the off chance that just such an event might transpire, and in between the 5th and 6th rounds, one of Chevalier’s chief seconds, a man named Bob Perry, emerged to become an indelible part of boxing lore.

With Chevalier showing no signs of conceding, Perry responded by taking a sponge soaked in resin and red pepper and raking it across Chevalier’s eyes moments before the start of the sixth round.  He then forced his impaired fighter out for the sixth frame, anticipating a Carnera knockout and an end to this “fix gone awry.”  Instead, Chevalier continued his assault on Carnera, wildly and blindly inflicting damage on his oversized counterpart for the next three rounds.   In the ninth round, however, Chevalier suffered a flash knockdown, and despite rising instantly and showing no outward signs of duress, looked on in disbelief as the towel from his corner came cascading onto the canvas.  Perry, sensing his opportunity, had sprung to the apron and thrown in the towel, and the referee, as surprised as everyone else, had no choice but to call a halt to the action and award Carnera the victory by way of a 9th round TKO.  Instantly, the crowd, many of them pro-Carnera supporters, protested the abbreviated outcome and a full scale riot erupted, with the corner-turned-con at the epicenter of the fury, suffering a laceration over his right eye as he made a hasty retreat back to his dressing room.  Once there, Perry was questioned by the California Boxing Commission (CBC) about his involvement in the so called “plot” and the purses’ of both fighters were withheld pending a more thorough investigation.  Eventually the commission relented and both fighters were paid accordingly, but not before Carnera suffered the indignation of having his license revoked by the CBC as well as the New York State Athletic Commission.  Speaking on the matter of lost potential revenue, sportwriter Grantland Rice later opined, “That towel may be the most costly piece of tapestry ever known.” Fortunately, Carnera enjoyed many more years of sustained profitability on his path to the heavyweight championship, but the financial exploitation and mistreatment he endured by his handlers caused Carnera to offer up this bit of advice regarding the manager-fighter relationship: “He who goes slow, goes surely. He who wants to travel far is kind to his horse.”  As for Chevalier, who crossed the double-crossers and literally “lived to fight another day,” he fought an additional 19 times through 1934, officially retiring with an overall record of 25-20-8, including 14 knockouts.  The rest is boxing history… 

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Hard to Believe: Kearns and the Shocking Con

Hard to Believe: Kearns and the Shocking Con

By Aaron Lloyd

Throughout the vaunted history of prizefighting, there have been so many countless instances of underhandedness, that the sport of boxing alone could have fielded a women’s professional softball league with its duplicity.  However, one particular occurrence stands above others in its brilliance and treachery that it almost demands commendation based entirely on its artistic and theatrical merits. 

The year was 1920, and Jack Dempsey, the world heavyweight champion, was being shopped around by his manager Jack “Doc” Kearns in an attempt to maximize his “profit to risk” liability.  After shooting down a list of potential “suitors,” a meeting was eventually arranged between Kearns and a man by the name of Francois Deschamps, who managed the business affairs of French light heavyweight champion Georges Carpentier.  Kearns immediately recognized the marketability of a fight with such international implications, especially against a fighter as revered as Carpentier, whose matinee idol looks and war-hero status made him a hot commodity at the ticket office.  Kearns initially imagined the fight taking place in either London or Paris (promoted by himself of course) with a host of eager European speculators all clamoring to foot the bill.  Unfortunately, as the scale of the event grew, so did the price tag, and Kearns became grounded in the realization that the promotional details were out of his area of expertise, and he therefore, reluctantly embraced the idea of having his long time nemesis Tex Rickard help with the fights’ orchestration.

Now, Rickard was no stranger to the intricacies of developing an effective promotional strategy for a prizefight of this magnitude, and his “Midas-like” touch on the Joe Gans-Battling Nelson lightweight championship fight fourteen years earlier, was a testament to his ability to draw a crowd.  However, when approached by Kearns, his initial enthusiasm for the project was tepid at best, and while the fight more or less sold itself, Rickard seemed less than enthusiastic about taking on the proposition.  Sensing Rickard’s spiritless tone, Kearns casually made mention of the fact that two Cuban financiers had approached him with the intention of hosting a fight in Cuba, and were willing to pay the champion $100,000 for a walkover against a little known bullfighter named John Sanchez.  Rickard’s interest was piqued, but he still respectfully declined any and all involvement at that time.   

Several days passed before Rickard had another “chance” meeting with Kearns, this time at the Hotel Claridge, a lunch spot with which Rickard was known to have been a frequented patron.  As Rickard was customarily perusing his menu, he noticed a group consisting of Kearns, sportswriters Damon Runyon and John Lardner, and two unidentified well dressed Latin businessmen, being seated at an adjacent table.  After his curiosity finally got the better of him, Rickard called the head waiter over to his table and asked him if he knew the identity of the two important looking individuals wearing silk hats, the finest suits, and smoking expensive cigars, seated with Kearns.  The waiter informed Rickard that from what he gathered they were a couple of sugar and tobacco millionaires from Cuba who were in town to discuss the particulars of “some major boxing event.”  Once Rickard could contain himself no further, he made his way over to the table to see what information he could gather firsthand, and was met by a most gracious and accommodating Kearns.      

“Tex, allow me to introduce Senor Juan Rodriguez,  and Senor Manuel DeCosta.  They are here to discuss the fight in Havana.”

Puzzled, Rickard responded, “You meanthe fight with the bullfighter? Sanchez”

“No, that’s all changed.  These gentlemen have a certified check worth $500,000 to guarantee  Dempsey-Carpentier.”

“Si , si,” replied Rodriguez.  The fight will draw a million dollars in Havana.”

After taking a moment to process this interesting new development, Rickard excused himself, gathered his things, and on his way out, he leaned in to Kearns and whispered, “See me tomorrow.  I’ll match their offer.”

The rest as they say, is boxing history.  Two days later, the “Battle of the Century” was signed, with Rickard taking on promotional duties for boxing’s first million dollar gate.  On July 2, 1921, over 80,000 spectators paid more than $1.7 million to see Jack Dempsey knockout Georges Carpentier in the fourth round to retain his National Boxing Association sanctioned title. 

As for the two Cuban financiers who had originally agreed to bankroll the event in Havana, well, after returning the rented duds, and collecting their just compensation, they went back to their unassuming day jobs as bus boys at the restaurant across the street.

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Hard to Believe: The Fix That Nearly Wasn’t

The Fix That Nearly Wasn’t

There is no denying the role that organized crime has played throughout the history of boxing.  For anyone with even the most rudimentary knowledge of the sport’s checkered past, names like “Blinky” Palermo and Frankie Carbo, are synonymous with a time when many fighters danced like marionettes, on strings controlled by underworld manipulators.  In fact, the scope, and reach of organized crime’s influence on boxing was so far reaching that that it virtually affected everyone, from the lowliest of trial horses, to greats such as Jack Dempsey, Benny Leonard, Joe Louis, Sugar Ray Robinson, and Sonny Liston.  Some stood their ground and distanced themselves from such unscrupulous associations, while others, fearing for their safety, or lured into the grift by monetary considerations, fell victim to the corruption.

One such fumbling pugilist was 1930s heavyweight “Two Ton” Tony Galento, whose mediocre rise to the championship against Joe Louis in 1939 was made possible by the mob, courtesy of their “pretender to contender” fail safe career planning program.  Of course, our story takes place well before that, and it involves an “agreement” of sorts, between Galento, and an accommodating young fighter named Otis Thomas.

Leading up to the fight it seemed that virtually everyone associated with the bout was in on the fix.  All participating parties were given their assignments, and each person knew the role that was expected of them in this “stage-managed” excuse for a heavyweight fight.  Everyone that is, except for the referee, who by some glaring oversight, was not informed ahead of time of the bout’s already predetermined outcome.  As a result, the best laid plans of mice and men nearly went awry.

From the opening bell to the fifth round everything appeared to be above suspicion and going according to plan.  In fact, Thomas was boxing well, and was giving such a good showing that he actually managed a slight lead on the scorecards going into the sixth frame.  In the sixth round, however, the unthinkable happened, and Galento inadvertently let one of his punches stray south, sending Thomas to the canvas, reeling in earnest from the obvious foul.  The referee, unaware of the betting ramifications of letting the wrong fighter win, immediately began to wave the fight off, and award the fight to Thomas by virtue of a disqualification.  Obviously, this verdict was met with a firestorm of protest, the loudest of which coming from Thomas himself and his corner.  Thomas’ manager, a fellow by the name of Bill Duffy, pleaded with the referee to allow the bout to continue, stating that Thomas was too proud to accept victory under such sullied conditions.   After a period of time, Thomas and his co-conspirators succeeded in convincing the referee to allow the fight to continue, and several rounds later Thomas was appropriately knocked out the way it had originally been scripted.

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Hard to Believe: Chambers vs. Edwards, 1872

On September 4, 1872, lightweights Arthur Chambers and Billy Edwards met at Squirrel Island Canada in order to settle the matter of one vacant lightweight championship.  Edwards entered the contest with a record of 2-0-1 with two wins coming by way of knockout, while Chambers the vastly more experienced of the two, sported a record of 5-0-1 with 3 wins inside the distance.  All indications pointed to an evenly contested bout fought under the auspices of the London Prize Ring Rules; however, as the day wore on and the heat began to take its toll, things began to take a turn towards the truly bizarre.       

Over the first half of the fight, things seemed to be progressing in a relatively normal fashion, as Edwards put rounds away and appeared to be pulling ahead by a comfortable margin.  In fact, after twenty-five rounds of action, the consensus at ringside was that Chambers was not long for the fight, and it was believed that Edwards was just mere moments away from stopping Chambers and claiming the vacant title.  Unfortunately, something happened at the start of the twenty-sixth round that had boxing fans scratching their heads for many years to come.

As the bell sounded to start round number twenty-six, Chambers staggered slowly from his corner to ring center and immediately engaged Edwards in a clinch that reeked of desperation.  Before referee Bill Tracy could intervene and separate the two, Chambers let out a loud scream and recoiled in pain, with one glove clutching the back of his neck.  Tracy rushed over to examine Chambers and quickly confirmed the existence of several distinct bite marks on the back of the man’s neck.    Confronted with such an obvious foul, Tracy had no choice but to disqualify Edwards and declare Chambers the winner by virtue of disqualification.  The bout went into the record books as a win for Chambers and very little afterthought was given to the fight until after Chambers’ retirement in 1879, when a host of speculations and allegations began to surface regarding the circumstantial nature of the encounter.

According to some sources, the heat and fatigue, combined with the humiliation of losing the fight, prompted Chambers to make a very odd request to his chief second, Tom Allen, upon returning to the corner at the end of the twenty-fifth round.  It is widely believed that Chambers, fearing defeat, had asked his corner man to do the unthinkable, in order to assist him in winning the fight by a foul, meaning that it was Allen, and not Edwards, who was responsible for the mysterious teeth marks that prompted the disqualification.  To this day, the fight still shows as a disqualification victory for Chambers, despite a large contingent of people who believe that foul play was the deciding factor in the outcome.

The rest is boxing history…..       

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