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Show ! '; v' : -j . VTertern fight promoters axe gaining' I as unenviable reputation with Eastern j r;Aort writers. So many fight plant have Jica through that the subject Is causing caus-ing commont. Here is the way "Bob" : EJren looks at it: i Welching is rapidly becoming fash-, fash-, lonable among fight promoters. : A few months ago Los Angeles and Nevada were bidding for the Burns-0 'Brien battle next May. Nevada drew out of ; the bidding when Manager McCarey of ' the raciflo Athletic club saw $25,000 and went it five better. Barns and O'Brien aigned with McCarey for a ; $30,000 purse. Then both fighters went , traveling around the country spending that thirty' thousand in advance. No 30,000 Purse. But McCarey has welched. There will i be no Burns-O 'Brien fight in May at j least there will be none for a $30,000 I purse. Some Nevada camp may poaai- j . .. . . . blv loosen up enough to offer $7000 or $8000 for the "attraction.", Mr. Riley, matchmaker of the elub at Tonopah, has also decided to erawl out of a predicament that he got himself into in-to when he offered $25,000 for a fight between Britt and Oans. ' Britt and Gans are in training, but that small detail makes no difference. Gana and Britt may get together, but not for $25,000. . From present indications they'll have to fight for glory. The boom has "busted." It "busted" in Philadelphia, too. After offering Fitzaimmons a fight with Burns the eagy manager of the new fighting elub welched, too, just like! Riley and McCarey. He only wasted advertising. Corbett'a Fanny Crack. ' That was a funny crack by Jim Cor-bett Cor-bett a few days ago. It came all tha way from Kalamazoo. Jim rays Schreck is the greatest fighter in the business, and adds that when his present theatrical theatri-cal engagements terminate hell immediately imme-diately take charge of Schreck's fistio affairs, train him himself, and bring him out to fight Hart, O'Brien, Burns and finally Jeffries. New Yorkers will remember Schreck. He's the fat, thick-waisted, thickheaded thick-headed joke that tried to box the corpulent cor-pulent Marvin Hart in the Garden. He has all the easy, graceful action of a steam roller bumping the bumps. He 's a great judge of beer, but his judgment of distance goes on' crutches. He learned his marvelous boxing skill by jabbing both hands at tha free lunch. In fact, if the story , didn't have "Kalamazoo" tacked on it, we'd be inclined to think Jim Corbett was smoking. smo-king. John L. Spoke With Authority.' John L. Sullivan was giving his customary cus-tomary "advice to young men" a couple cou-ple of nights .ago. "Don't drink! Don't smoke!" roared John L., fixing tha audience with his eagle eye. ! "You've set a good example, John," piped a voice in the gallery. Sullivan glared upward for about thirty seconds, trying to locate the critic. "Yes," he answered, "and if I hadn't been so busy setting a bad one before I got onto myself I'd be out fighting Jeffries now, instead of standing stand-ing here giving you good advice." |
