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Show Sport. Interest in the glove maneuvers between Mr. Mike Schreck and one David Barry of Pacific coast fame, was slightly overshadowed by the clash over at Reno between Marvin Hart and Jack Root, and for some reason the latter encounter en-counter was generally viewed as deciding the heavyweight championship. Just why Jack Root should be looked upon as an abler contender for the championship than the Dutch athlete from Chicago is a little difficult to discover, as Schreck's record would look far better in the glare of the calciums cal-ciums than that of Root, and it is about as near a certainty as anything can be in the dubious realm of fisticuffs, that Schreck would be a clean-cut victor in a battle with Root. But as people generally gener-ally chose to look upon the Reno affair as the greater contest of the two, the only manner in which to settle divergent opinion regarding who is the greater light in present day fistdom is for Schreck and Hart to measure ruggedness and skill in a decisive engagement for the championship. The Salt Lake promoters have already shaken their feet in this direction, and though unlikely, it may be that the next world's championship battle, which will logically be between the pork-eater and the gentleman from the blue grass glades will be settled at the Salt Palace arena. Hart will have considerably the advantage over Schreck in the weights, but out in this particular part of the hemisphere, it will be hard to convince people that Hart is a harder hitter than the Dutchman, and it must be generally conceded that in the matter of skill the husky Chicagoan overshines him like a lode star in competition with a mote. It is noticeable that the Reno festival, which was supposed to decide a championship, has brought a host of antedeluvians out of their caves, including the hugely proportioned frame of Gus Ruhlin, who came to life long enough to hurl a defi at the winner. He has already thoroughly established es-tablished himself as a typical second rater, but with judicious advertising, he may yet get on the boards as a championship competitor with Hart. Even if that does happen, it will not result in sidetracking side-tracking Schreck for any great period. He and the Kentuckian are the logical entries for the championship cham-pionship sweepstakes, and it looks to the casual observer as though Hart when colliding with Schreck would encounter some far rougher and more effective milling than he did recently under the blistering sun of the Nevada amphitheatre. It was the general verdict after the recent mill i between Schreck and Barry that it was undoubt- 1 edly the best one that Salt Lake fans were ever J permitted to witness. This does not except the Root-Gardner affair, or the still livelier tilt be- tween Battling Nelson and Spider Welsh. The M sturdy young gladiators were fighting through I every furlong of the twenty-round journey. Al- I though the Dutchman had a margin in practically H every round, and with accurately-aimed right and left-hand smashes, had the Calif ornian dazed, 'and with head rocking, Barry throughout put up a superb su-perb battle, and was always a dangerous contender con-tender even when being most severely battered. Probably no more terrific chastising was ever administered ad-ministered to a fighter, and it is remarkable that under such circumstances the sturdy lad from the coast scarcely ever broke ground. The marvel of it was that Schreck was unable to put him away sooner, as his wallop appears to be about as fierce as when he leveled Gardner, but three or four of Barry's swings had conected with him with terrific ter-rific force, and in consequence at one or two stages of the mill, when everything looked rosy for a knockout, Schreck showed almost undue caution and respect for his antagonist. Barry's gameness won the admiration of the entire crowd, and his performance showed that with a little more seasoning he should loom up very formidably formid-ably among the heavies. A ludicrous aftermath of the fight was the lurid aoccunt of it which appeared in the Deseret News. The regular sporting reporter for the paper was absent from the city at the time, and apparently the assignment was either un 'taken by the city editor-journalist himself or turned over to the editor of the foreign missions column. At all events, the pious faced editor who wrote it referred re-ferred to the fight as a "fake," and showed other evidences that he ought to have either been under the doctor's care or at a prayer meeting when he witnessed the Salt Palace battle. People who dared the Fourth of July sultriness J and dust of Agricultural park to witness the al- i leged races that were enacted there came back feeling about as cheerful as if they had just been plucked at a shell game. This year's races have been widely advertised as something that would just about rival a Sheepshead event, but if the affair of the Fourth is to be taken as a sample of what is going to be provided, the management might as well lock the gates and throw the key over the fence. The races were some of the worst ever witnessed here, which is about enough said. |