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Show Sporting Life. I The fight betwen Perry Queenan and Jack Clif. I ford was about as disappointing an exhibition as I was ever witnessed here. Neither one of them I showed anything resembling what is familiary and I ambiguously referred to as class, and each one of I the twenty rounds made the impression deeper I that they are a pair of fourth raters. H Queenan was busy during the whole period In- I effectually attempting to land some clumsy hay. I makers which looked like relics of the days of Jem I Mace, and Clifford appeared to be in deadly terror I of his opponent even when he was fighting ag. I gressively. The bout effectually settled their money-making career as far as Salt Lake is con- I cerned. Neither one could now draw a house big I enough to cover a door mat. I Many of the crowd thought a draw was the I specialty of the two fighters and that neither tried I for a knockout, all of which is erroneous. But the opinion of the public is very robust and thus it I 'stands. Another thing which gave rise to animad- I versions from the spectators was the fact that the contest came so closely in the wake of the vastly I superior and real battle betwen Welch and Nelson. I When two fighters, each equipped with a sleep- I impelling mitt, fight three tweTity-round draws, people are naturally suspicious about the deal, and although in this case each was anxious to admin- ister the siesta powers, the pugilistic game suf- I fered Jn consequence. Queenan was so slow that I he might as well have telegraphed the kind of I blow he was going to deliver. He made the air for I yards around torrid with windy and badly aimed I swings, and he was unable to respond to the re- I peated urging of his seconds, who wanted him to I make a rough and grueling mill of it. Nothing more flattering can be said of Clifford, who lost all the friends he ever had here by his lame and kind- I ergartenish exhibition. He was considerably the letter at infighting, but could not be induced to i ore in. In ?act ne developed a streak of what the Spanish refer to as amarillo, but what is known more familiarly. as yellow. The general verdict is that the next time they want to fight they should seek out some lonely gulch in the Oquirrhs and fight it out all by themselves, with only the locust blossoms and pine needles at witnesses. t3 t t5 The mishap, to young Billy Arnold in the preliminary pre-liminary to Snailhan, when the local man broke his arm against the dome of the visitor, was a source of sincere regret among. the fight fans. Arnold is thoroughly game and has the speed of a young catamount, and has shown great promise since becoming a pupil of Willard Bean. t t One of the notable features of the fistic feast of Monday was the failure of the Muldoon Cyclone to make his famous announcement about having suffered for one year with the rheumatism, but that he was now prepared to meet anyone in the world, color line not dawn, for the championship of Deep Creek. t t t Up in the Northwest they do not appear to think much of the Salt Lake team. Down around this portion of 'the hemisphere we do. They made a very creditable exhibition last Sunday; and it would not surprise anyone in this vicinity if the local team bumps McCloskey's Thunder Mountain crew in the first league game. The local pitching staff is the kind that may have its photographs in the baseball almanac some day, and the new ones like Kellackey, Delmas and Muller are capable capa-ble of doing something which should bring the pennant into close proximity to the shadows of Maroni. |