Showing posts with label James J. Braddock. Show all posts
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Monday, May 12, 2014

The Brown Bomber's 100th Birthday



"This was an hour before midnight of October 26, 1951. It was the evening of a day that dawned July 4, 1934, when Joe Louis became a professional fistfighter and knocked out Jack Kracken in Chicago for a $50 purse. The night was a long time on the way, but it had to come."

Red Smith

I've been following boxing most of my life, and I have come to the conclusion that selecting the best who ever fought in a division is a matter that — for the most part — is in the eye of the beholder.

It is easier for me to compare fighters from different eras than it is to compare teams or individual athletes in other sports, though, because boxing is largely unchanged since the introduction of gloves. There have been some rule changes, and bouts typically aren't scheduled for as many rounds as they once were, but the length of those rounds hasn't changed, and the ring is the same size as it has been for God knows how long.

In other sports, the equipment has changed — and perhaps the playing surfaces are different. That is especially true, I believe, of baseball, which has seen the introduction of indoor games, artificial turf and protective batting helmets, among other things, as well as changes in rules designed to level the playing field for hitters or pitchers.

Comparatively, boxing is unchanged, and, when you look at Joe Louis' career, it is difficult for any beholder to say that anyone else was better.

Most Americans of the 21st century probably regard Louis as a figure from a bygone era — like Babe Ruth or Jim Thorpe — someone they know only through flickering images on movie screens. If they think of someone breaking racial barriers, they probably think of baseball's Jackie Robinson.

But Louis was more than a barrier buster. The Florida Times–Union writes that Louis, who was born 100 years ago tomorrow, was an American hero.

So he was.

Louis didn't break the racial championship barrier in professional boxing's heavyweight division. That distinction belonged to Jack Johnson, the "Galveston Giant" who won the heavyweight title more than a decade before Louis was born and lost it when Louis was a toddler but never really won over white Americans.

(There was more to it, of course — mostly having to do with allegations of Johnson violating the Mann Act, allegations that were clearly racially motivated — but that is a subject for another discussion. My point is, Louis was not the first black heavyweight champ.)

Louis was a popular figure from coast to coast, though, and he was talented. Among the heavyweights of all time, ESPN ranks him behind only Muhammad Ali, just ahead of Johnson and a couple of slots ahead of Rocky Marciano, who knocked Louis out in 1951 in his final fight.

Marciano, of course, is the only heavyweight champion in history to retire undefeated. But when Marciano met Joe Louis in 1951, Louis was 37 years old. Marciano was nearly 10 years his junior. One can only wonder what might have been if they had been the same age when they faced each other.

The year that Louis was 28 (Marciano's age when he fought Louis), Louis successfully defended the heavyweight title twice within a couple of months, winning the first in a one–round knockout, the second in a six–round TKO.

The year before, he defended his title four times — including the famed bout with Billy Conn, the "Fight of the Year" in 1941.

He didn't fight in 1943 or in most of 1944 because he served in World War II, but he experienced a surge in popularity when he was quoted as saying, "We'll win (the war) 'cause we're on God's side."

I've seen several lists that have Louis rated the best heavyweight of all time. That is appropriate, considering that his reign as the heavyweight division's champion was longer than any other.

At times, he was criticized for the quality of his opposition. The lineup of his opponents was known as the "Bum of the Month Club" when he was defending his title (in spite of their nickname, most of those fighters were ranked in the top 10 among heavyweights). But he did face some very good fighters, too, some of the best of his day — Conn (twice), Max Schmeling (twice), Jersey Joe Walcott (twice), Ezzard Charles, James J. Braddock.

In many ways, Louis was produced and presented for mass consumption. His image was tightly managed — he had certain rules he had to live by, one of which was that he could not be photographed with white women — and his handlers were even responsible for coming up with his nickname, the "Brown Bomber."

(Several other nicknames were floated, but "Brown Bomber" seemed to be preferred by most.)

Louis' triumphs in the ring were greeted as symbolic strides for the black community. There weren't many black figures for black Americans to admire in those days, but they didn't admire him just because of his race. He was a heroic figure for all Americans.

"Each time Joe Louis won a fight in those depression years, even before he became champion, thousands of black Americans on relief or W.P.A., and poor, would throng out into the streets all across the land to march and cheer and yell and cry because of Joe's one–man triumphs," wrote noted author Langston Hughes.

"No one else in the United States has ever had such an effect on Negro emotions — or on mine. I marched and cheered and yelled and cried, too."

"What my father did was enable white America to think of him as an American, not as a black," said his son, Joe Jr. "By winning, he became white America's first black hero."

And paved the way for those who followed.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

More Than a Trainer



I've heard it said — by more than one person — that Muhammad Ali never would have become who he was if not for trainer Angelo Dundee.

I guess Dundee, who died yesterday at the age of 90, will always be remembered as the man who was in Ali's corner in all but two of his fights, but, in fact, Dundee worked with many noteworthy fighters, including Sugar Ray Leonard and George Foreman.

He left his fingerprints all over the sport of boxing. While his name probably will always be linked to Ali's, he was really so much more than that. He was even more than a man who trained more than a dozen champions.

Did you happen to see "Cinderella Man," the movie about the life of James J. Braddock starring Russell Crowe? Dundee was too young to have trained Braddock — but he was hired to train Crowe to portray Braddock in the film.

" I think I would have to go so far as to say Russell is Jim Braddock," Dundee said. "I'm amazed the way Russell picked up his mannerisms, his smoothness, the legs, the way he slides, that slip, slide, block, slide, jab — boom! Like Jim, he has just about the greatest left hook I've ever seen. He's got the speed, the rhythm, the determination and especially the will. Best of all, he has learned to think like a fighter. One thing about Braddock is that he was a smart fighter, and Russell uses his noodle just like Braddock did. I do think if he wasn't an actor, Russell could have been a great fighter."

Dundee was generous with his praise, but he just might have been able to train anyone.

A decade ago, he was portrayed on the silver screen by Ron Silver in the 2001 biopic "Ali."

Ali was certainly the most high–profile fighter with whom Dundee worked, but he might never have become the figure he became if not for Dundee.

Writing in the Los Angeles Times, Steve Springer describes the scene: "At the end of the fourth round of a 1963 fight against Henry Cooper, Ali, then known as Cassius Clay, was surprised by a left–hand punch that floored him and left him dazed. Fortunately for Clay, it was the end of the round, allowing him to stagger back to his corner.

"It was there that Dundee, trying to buy time until his fighter's head cleared, stuck his finger in a slight split in the seams of one of Clay's gloves, causing a slightly bigger split. That allowed Dundee to ask the referee for another pair of gloves. None were available, but the incident added valuable seconds to Clay's rest time, allowing him to recover and go on to win on a fifth–round technical knockout.

"His next fight, against heavyweight champion Sonny Liston, might not have occurred if Clay had lost to Cooper."


Springer goes on to observe that Dundee applied more creativity when Ali fought Sonny Liston for the title in 1964.

Dundee was an old–school kind of guy.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

The Cinderella Man



"People die in fairy tales all the time."

Max Baer
Cinderella Man (2005)

In spite of the oil flowing into the Gulf of Mexico and the flooding in Arkansas and all the other terrible things happening in the world, there is a kind of fairy–tale quality to this June.

It is the anniversary month of two related events.

Earlier this month was the fifth anniversary of the theatrical debut of a movie that was well reviewed — but not terribly well attended, which seems odd in hindsight because it was directed by Ron Howard and it starred Russell Crowe, Renee Zellweger and Paul Giamatti.

The film, "Cinderella Man," was inspired by something that happened in New York on this day 75 years ago. James J. Braddock, a journeyman fighter, defeated Max Baer for the heavyweight championship.

Braddock was written off as a real tomato can. He was chosen by Baer's handlers because he was believed to be an easy payday for a fight scheduled on the eve of the anniversary of the fight in which Baer took the title from Primo Carnera.

What followed resembled the plot of the original "Rocky" film.

Apparently convinced that Braddock, a 10–to–1 underdog, was a pushover, Baer hardly prepared at all for the fight while Braddock was deadly serious in his workouts. "I'm training for a fight. Not a boxing contest or a clownin' contest or a dance," he said. "Whether it goes one round or three rounds or 10 rounds, it will be a fight and a fight all the way."

Like Rocky's fight with Apollo Creed, though, it went 15 rounds. And history shows that, unlike Rocky's, Braddock's dream came true. He won the title and held it until Joe Louis knocked him out two years later.

The Braddock–Baer fight has been elevated to legendary status in the three–quarters of a century since Braddock's upset victory. It was astonishing to me that no one ever made a film about it until long after both men died.

But even though the movie got great reviews and promoters spent a bundle trying to get audiences interested, it never caught on with the movie–going public. Promoters even took the unusual step of offering a money–back guarantee to anyone who didn't like the movie. I haven't seen any figures that would indicate how many people took them up on the offer.

Frankly, that public reception surprised me. I mean, Howard had already won an Oscar for directing and Crowe and Zellweger had already won Oscars for acting. How much more star power did a movie need to be successful?

Part of the problem may have been the fact that 2005 was considered a down year in general for box office receipts. There were some films that drew large audiences, but they tended to be in the fantasy/escapist genre — Hary Potter, Narnia, Star Wars, as well as "War of the Worlds," "King Kong" and "Batman Begins," etc.

It's also possible that it came up short in an unofficial competition with another boxing movie, "Million Dollar Baby."

Some folks have speculated that negative publicity about Crowe's behavior at a New York hotel — in which he threw a phone at an employee — was a contributing factor to low ticket sales.

But I have always wondered if any previously proposed projects treated Baer as Howard's script did. If they did, the people responsible for them may have been reluctant to deal with Baer's family. As a result, by the time it made it to the big screen, the fight was largely forgotten by all but hard–core boxing fans.

Even so, Baer's survivors protested. All three of Baer's children are still living, and his son and namesake, who made his name playing Jethro on the Beverly Hillbillies, was particularly incensed about the depiction of his father, who was portrayed as a brutal man who savagely killed two of his opponents.

Part of that may have been due to Baer's reputation as a great puncher. Ring Magazine ranked him #22 all time among punchers. He just may have been. He wasn't better than Louis — or George Foreman or Rocky Marciano or Mike Tyson — but he was better, in Ring's estimation, than Joe Frazier and Evander Holyfield.

And part of it indisputably was the result of the course of events. One man slumped to the canvas when his fight with Baer was halted, then he died the following day.

According to Baer's family, Baer was a gentle man who was devastated by that death. He was acquitted of manslaughter charges, but he seems to have held himself responsible for what happened until his own death. None of his relatives seem to have disputed that.

However, Baer's family stoutly resisted the film's suggestion that injuries inflicted in the ring led to the death of another fighter several months after he and Baer fought, even though the autopsy on that opponent indicated that he was suffering from meningitis, a swelling of the brain, at the time of his death.

It's also worth noting that he died after fighting Carnera, who was a mountain of a man at 275 pounds. It could not be concluded that any injuries he sustained some five months earlier when he fought Baer caused or contributed to his death.

Thus, the alleged link between Baer and that opponent's death was tenuous at best.

But the storybook quality of Braddock's improbable championship earned him the nickname "Cinderella Man" from Damon Runyon.

And that is how he still is remembered 75 years later.