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Show j My Greatest Thrill in Sport j By CHARLIE WHITE j Lightweight Boxer j Tf . . On May 2ft, 1914, I crawled under the ropes at Milwaukee for ten rounds g - . -a x- -ry a of action against Willie Ritchie, who at that time was lightweight champ ot the world. The articles called for no-dceision, thus making a knockout essential for the title to change hands. Previous to this, though, my efforts ef-forts had been directed di-rected against nu- Charlie White. m0r0"s ,g0?d scralv pers, I bad never squared off with a champion. Odds of G to 1 were being offered that Ritchie would triumph. Few conceded con-ceded me much of a chance. Many fight fans had journeyed up from Chicago, however, and these, I knew, were mostly my friends and would be rooting for me to win, regardless re-gardless of all predictions. After the announcer had roared out that Champ Ritchie sat in one corner and Contender White iu another, and Trainer Art Winch had encouraged me with a few strong words, the gong rang and hostilities began. We pawed around a bit, then Ritchie led with a left. I countered and soon we were whaling away. Suddenly niy left hook crashed solidly Into the champ, and he stepped back as though hurt. This seemed to me a ruse, so I rushed in and shut several well-aimed rights and lefts to his head and body. Now. Ritchie reeled toward the ropes, and I knew he was really hurt. I rushed again, but the champ blocked and plunged desperately into a clinch. The crowd went wild. Hats, newspapers news-papers and various other commodities were flying through space. Above all else, I was vaguely aware of some thousand voices hollering for a K. O. and a new lightweight king. Ritchie, however, stalled out the round, then came back stronger In the next. Again, during the eighth round, I had the champ In bad shape, even holding on to the ropes to stay up, but I was too tired myself to crash over a finishing wallop. When tlie final gong rang I realized that victory was mine, and my whole body seemed to vibrate with joy. The title had not changed hands, It Is true; still, I had defeated the title-holder. title-holder. Theoretically, at least, Charlie Char-lie White was a world's champion ( by Public Ledeer Company.! |