Show The Hardest Round Ten Battle I 1 Ever Fought j ir Next Saturday Jess Willard world L champion heavy weight pugilist meets his challenger for the title Frank Moran of Pittsburg at Madison Square Garden New V z York In what promises tb be the hardest w. w ten-round ten ring battle ever fought On this page today and tomorrow each of the contestants contestants contestants con con- will talk first hand of the hardest ten-round ten bout he has fought up to the present present pres pres- ent time r i TOLD BY JESS WILLARD The hardest ten round bout boutI 1 I ever fought in was with the late Luther Mc- Mc i Catty Carty McCarty stood 6 feet 3 inches and weighed pounds At the time August Au Fi f k gust 19 1912 we were both greenhorns in inthe inthe the ring I had fought perhaps a dozen Ak times he a few times oftener Neither of ot ofus otus us had ever fought a really good man so neither of ot us had a great deal of ring experience that counted The night w was s hot and the JESS wn WILLARD i A on place Madi- Madi son sou square Garden was wag crowded not crowded not to Born in Kaneas December 29 see us box particularly for tor there were other 1887 1587 Weighs pounds 6 bouts between better known men The feet 7 Inches tall The long better known men drew the crowd But straight out jab is the best we did help to hold em awhile punch I ever had Now as you probably know Im I'm a pretty cool card as a general thing But when the bell rang and I saw McCarty rush from his corner and come sidling over toward me a cold douche seemed to fall on my scalp I felt as ha a soldier must feel when he bears hears the first firing tiring charge of a battle and all the advice my second had been filling me up with left me in a flash nash Mfr f McCarty as YOU will remember I I i I I I was a swi swinging ging fighter r I He came at me with a rush and let drive with his right and then with his left They cra crashed cd against my jaw with a double shock that Jarred me to my feet Flashes of fire danced before my eyes an and 1 my head seemed to be tilled filled with noises My eyes filmed I began to rock on my feet and the world spun round like a top Then another crash A bomb seemed I to burst over my right eye eye- eye and and i I Iwas Iwas was blind For a few seconds I groped like a drunken man Then I saw McCartys McCarty's face glaring at me out of a setting of misty clouds Even as I gazed he rushed at me and I thrust out my fist to keep him oft off Before he could stop his face banged against my glove and his nose split from top to bottom With that the bell rang and It sounded like a church bell to me Again my second filled me up with I good advice and again as soon as the bell rang for tor the second round 1 I 1 forgot it Somehow I got through that round and somehow I got through the third In the fourth I reckoned McCarty 1 to be tiring and I sailed into him But he seemed to have an India rubber robber face None of my blows I bothered him Then I tried that shove again This time I was surprised to see it cut a gash under his eye K In ln uhe the fifth ruth and sixth rounds we both joth threw caution to the winds We Continued on page 4 49 THE HARDEST TEN Continued from sport page pae tore into each other oter like hulls bulls buls It I was hammer and nd tongs and aud give and take until our oar ou breath came In In- whistling wills whis thug gasps and we were dog dos tired When we came up for the seventh 1 I was horrified horried to find I could hardly lilt lift lt my arms I was almost utterly exhausted Now a punch never hurt hur me yet A punch hurts nobody nobody nobody-if nobody t If heIs he heis heis is in good condition But when lies lie's all al in in as I w was s and when the fight is not over by a a. a long shot shot that's that's when you get that flabbergasted feeling feel feel- ing jug that you yu are arc done for and it hurts burts more than any blow you could get get When I realized my condition I sweated in pure fright My y arms ars no longer obeyed my will wi my legs were dead And there was McCarty fight fight- mr ing wild wid and mv my face and my head and iny my mY bod body Somehow Somehow Somehow- I Ill I'll Il never know how how I I ho I managed to stand until the ninth up mU round ended When tile the bell bel rang for the tenth I stepped out out set my teeth teet and determined determined determined deter deter- mined to last out the round no matter mat mat- ter what happened By this time McCarty was as as tired tred as I r was He tired himself out belting belt ing ing me was When he lie saw he had me mo me going he had banged away aay at me at random For that reason his blows had bad not landed cleanly But now he I was cautions and swung only blows that he be knew kew would land laud where hew he lie w wanted e them them to 10 no Be in In out and landed a wide powerful swing crashing against my Jaw That put life lie into me an and l by a tremendous effort I could raise my arms ars I had no strength to hit so when he lie rushed ruBbed me I thrust out my glove and shoved him Again he came in and again I shoved ed him back Just then ten one of my second seconds doused my back with wih cold water This gave me a new bracer McCarty rushed a third time and amI on once co more he lie staggered stag staggered back from my outstretched fist I discovered that tat he was beginning to stagger and that his face was streaming blood At the same time I discovered the best punch I ever had bad that that long Jab I had been using as asa asa asa a shove Theres a lot of or steam in a long Jab Not only does the blow count for a lot it if it lan lands s. s but with wil the whole weight of the body behind bellind the punch it i upsets your mans man's balance and robs him of his chance to comeback comeback come comeback back at you with any force Ard And the tho longer the Jab the tho harder youland I made up up-my up my mind then and there thereto to do or die Jab him Jab him I kept saying to myself through tho the mistiness of weakness that was creep creepS ing over me Youve only got to last lasta a couple of minutes more So J went for Luther more and amI began shoving him him with wit both hands The crowd were on their feet feet roaring Just Justas Justas I as the bell bel rang I gave him one last shove that tat sent him reeling toward the te ropes It was all al over The next day the tile papers paper called cled the I fight a draw drw Morans Moran's story story story- will wil appear In t tomorrows tomorrows tomorrow's tomor m rows row's Issue |