Realm of Sports— J«e Louis Thrills Boxing Euthusiast With Recent Victory By Al. White for ANP. New York, July 4—Ere these lines reach your eyes, the news of Joe Louis’ sensational victory over Prime Carenra at the Yankee Stadium, sometimes called Colon el Ruppert's Ball Orchard, will have been told and retold. But just like another story which is so often retold under far differ ent circumstances, there is a fresh ness and a glory in this thing which just doesn’t diminish. How Louis smashed his way to victory over his huge opponent is hsitory now, how Camera, pre sumably an improved man ,a bet ter boxer and a veteran of seven years in the ring, went down be for smashes which no man could have withstood, has been sung over the wires until every hamlet in the univrese has been acquaint ed with the yarn. 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Moone’s Emerald Oil is guaranteed to end your foot troubles or money back. and the most awful licking he had ever had. Some seventy-thousand eager faces turned to the 24 foot ring in the center of Colonel Ruppert’s million dollar diamond, midway between the pitchers box and the second base bag, while around the ring, spread out in fan fashion, hard seats with no backs retailed to the gentry following pugilism at the nifty price of $16.50 per. All of the bleachers were crowd ed with fans, the upper tiers were solid with human forms, the low er stand and the mezannine af forded comfortable resting places for those who had the filthy lucre to purchasee comfort-even stall ing back of the grand stand seats enjoyed the privilege of paying for satnding through the prelimi naries to witness the battle of the year. In this bout, Alike Jacobs, one of the most astute promoters in the business drew the biggest crowd and gate of years to a non title bout. Aided by the great publicity of Walter St. Denis, one of the game's best, he had materi al to offer the hungry public and as a result of the fight, Harlem had its first chance in ten years to let off a loud yell. And Harlem did. Hours be fore the fight, eager fans minus the price, lined Seventh Avenue and stayed on the corners and the streets until the gray morning dawned. Tex Rickard aptly ex pressed it in his famous Dixie drawl. ‘‘I ain’t never seed nothing like it before.” Police were help less in the good natured mob which milled about the corner of 138th, Street and 7th Avenue; while over on Lenox Avenue in front of the Savoy Ballroom, where Louis was scheduled to make a personal appearance, cops begged folk to get out of the way of street cars. It took the huge buses which navigate the Seventh Avenue thoroughfare, one hour to go from 125th, street to 155 street, and ordinary run of fifteen minu tes. That was some crowd. They didn't see Louis, for he was too busy at the home of his friends resting after popping the ring’s biggest man on the whisk ers. In ten years of watching fights your correspondent who was at the ring side with eyes glued on both men. has never seen such a gruesome, pitiful sight as that presentede by the Italian in the sixth round. Helpless on his knees, he looked pleadingly at the referee, Arthur Donovan, who with humaness in his heart, stop ped the bout. Louis& Oh, yes, he was as fresh as a daisy and rairin’ to go. He had no compassion in his heart for the fallen foe—not one bit—he wanted another crack and the huge jaw of his opponent. And what a target Csarnera was. Joe missed three swings during the entire performance and each made the brown boy mad, for he threw lustier and lustier punches into his target as the fistic soiree progresed Before the fight, the darkness made all attendants look alike, but prior to the main bout, the full flood lights of the stadium were thrown on and the manfifi cent speetable has never been rivalled in this town. Crowds of folks, men and women, all races, sitting side by side to witness ihe event of the evening. into the center of the ring, stepped the announcer togged in his tuxedo. A fine plea for sportsmanship on the part of spectators followed his initial re marks, ending with the words, “May the best man win.’’ Lussy cheers greeted his re marks. Then the introduction of the former champions. Mickey Walker, the “Toy Bulldog” of R unison, X. J., Jim Braddock, present champion, Maxie Baer, former champion; Gene Tunney, Jack Dempsey and Arthur ‘Jack’ Johnson, all followed and were given the royal welcome a heavy weight champion, whether present or past, demands. With Camera, there were five ex-champs of the heavyweight division in the ring at the same time, probably a world’s record. Then followed the introduction of the fighters. Camera towered over his opponent much in the manner Goliath must have com pared with David. And with the seconds in the ring the lights dimmed and the murder was on. Louis’ handlers conducted them selves much as did the champion. Only one man talked to Louis and that was Wily Blackburn. Rox borough and Black were present, but they had nothing to say to Louis. That was all left to Black burn and he did plenty. Those four J’s spelled disaster. Joe Louis, John Blackburn, Julian Black and John Roxborough. A winning combination if ever. Brother Westbrook ‘Florian Slappey’ Pegler, borrowing a title from Oetavious Roy Cohen's fam ous stories of the Southland, who wrote much but said nothin’ con cerning the fight, will be morti fied to know that there was less trouble in this vest crowd of mix ed people than your correspon dent has seen at a church picnic— and he has seen some church pic nics that are lulus. Likewise, Brother Arthur Bris bane, whose “And a gorilla can lick them all’’ has made him fam ous should come down out of his Fifth Avenue penthouse and get some of the lesson the common herd can give him on how hu man being behave. Not to be out done. an editorial in the Mirror, accredited, it is believed to Broth er Bribane decried the winning of the fight by Louis, saying how much more good he could have done in other things—well, some of the boys just won’t stay in step even after they get a lesson, you know how it is. Joe Signs for Two Fights Eager to please, and anxious to fight ‘maybe because he is in a hurry to get married, for Joe swears he will never marry intil he wins the heavyweight cham pionship’ Joe has signed to fight the two Maxes, Bear and Schmel ing—in the fall, one in Septem ber'and the other in October. But this all depends upon how Max Baer’s injured hands hold up. Both fights will be for Jacobs and the Twentitth Century Club of which Bill Carey former Gar den head is co-sponser with Jac obs. In other words, the Twen tieth Century Club has the De troit menace hitched to a two year contract. It is believed that the Kingfish Levinsky will be Joe’s opponent in August in either Deroit or Chioago. And Joe believes in fighting to keep in trim, therefore, he wants a fight a month. Some thing unheard of in the sissy like heavyweight division these recent years. However, the Moses has come to lead the game out of the bull ruches now and the boys are glad to follow the leader. Can Lick All Present Heavyweights When Mickey Walker saw Joe uncork so many samples of punches to defeat Garnera, he predicted nothing but woe and gobs of it for the present crop of heavies. Mickey said Joe can lick any of ihem inclining the Baers, the Braddoeks, the Sehmelings, one right after another on suc cessive nights and then take on the other crop of heavies for amusemen . Well, that may be so, but one at a time is sufficient. Sports writers are going into raptures over the new fighter, for he is no.hing else but a fight er. Fighting is his game and he’s stuck with and on ;t. And under the present management, he will go far for it seems that ihe J’s have made the winning combina tion. Title Bout Questioned But with he Madison Square Garden holding the bag with a synthetic champion, how can Joe get to a crack at the title unless “business’’ is done between the Garden and Carev-Jacobs. This is the quetion yet to be solved, for ihese two groups love each other like a couple of stray dog. It is useless to deny that the Garden would like to get ho'd of Joe, for he is right now, ;he big gest drawng card in the game, but how ts another question. The Twentieth Century Club is not going to surrender its contract to the Garden, that’s certain. Crowds ?Iam2 Articles After Jce Louis Along the s reets after the fight, vendors of ice cream and peanuts were shouting “Get your Joe Louis ice cream, pops here.” “Eat Joe Louis peanuts and get strong.’’ And up on St. Nicholas Avenue and 150th Street, a drunk loudly and proudly proclaimed to all and sundry, "Look-a-here folks, you is now on Joe Louis Avenue." Down at the 135th Street Y, pandemoniufh broke loose when the announcement came over the radio that Louis had won. Visitors from out of town crowded every available space. In the Y, the banquet room made by throwing together five smaller rooms, was converted into regular dormitory to accomodate the guests. Every hotel in town was filled to capacity and people begging for places to sleep. Cars from twenty-five states were seen park ed around the Stadium, while in side, the biggest crowd ever to witness a prize fight, raitgng from preachers and teachers down to thugs and bootleggers and what have you. And on the tongue of every man and woman in Harlem was the magic name of Joe Louis. Yea, verily, Harlem had its first chance to stand up and stretch and cheer since the depression set in and destroyed everything. And how lustily Harlem cheered. They want more Joe Louis and should he fight anybody else here in New York, an addition will have to be built to the stadium to ac comodate all who want to see Louis fight. As one well known, minister said, "I couldn’t get to the fight, but God knows I pray ed hard enough for Joe to win.’’ And that expressed the sentiment of whites and blacks, whether Ihey had a dime on the fight or not. As a figth, it was all Louis as a spectacle, it has been unpar allelled in sports history. The Sports Roundup By Dan Burley (For ANP) 'THE BROWN MOSES OF THE PRIZE RING” Chicago, July 3,—Sometime ago I pinned the cognomen of “Brown Mo ses of the Prize Ring” on ^Joseph Louis Barrow of the Lexington, Ala | bama Barrows and today I reiterate the nickname. If I were to draw a far-ftched comparison, I would re mark that each victory of Louis after the Camera hurdle, will be in effect, as good as lecting a congres man to represent us in Washington and if he, by some manner, is given a shot at th title which he would win, he’d do u a m,uch good in that capacity as a Negro vice president of the country would. Moses led the Israelites out of Egypt, symbolized in Biblical lore as depth of despair, hell-hole of thwart ed amb tion, land of oppression etc. No man attains the idolatory status of p heavyweight champion in this country-providing he’s a :ocker, a knocker-outer about whose prowress some halo of celestial glory can be attached. The right man on the heavyweight throne can do marvels in j breaking through barrier, of color, ! creed and caste. We read, but not in surprise, of re cent statement made by old Tommy Burns, former World’s heavyweight t tleholder, whose crown, if I remem ber correctly, va. lifted by John Arthur Johnson Burns is now an insurance salesman down in Texas and i making plenty of money- He r- Ikes it known that the State of Texas wants the next world’s heavy weight bout. He makes no reserva t ons. If Lcui . is the challenger Braddc'k the chamomn, than Texas wants that bout. The while south is impressed with the ability of the Ne gro to wear the honor without be smirching the surface. Joe Louis, “Bicwn Moses of the Prize Ring,” is responsible for this. Joe Louis i the cause of the State of Missouri, by legi lative action, removing ancient and revered laws which prohiU»*d mixd bouts in that state. Incidentally at the door of Louis can be laid the fact that the State ,of Texas is holding its greatest fair, which may eclipse the exposition held ir. California and may approach the one to be held here For the first time in the history of the Lone Star state, the Negro will be honored on a par with his white brother, will have a “Negro Building” in which he can be shown and discussed at the very best advantage- On that occasion, we believe a Louis versus Somebody championship match would probably be staged. We don’t believe there would be any lynchings either. Louis has been made into a sort of deity by, fundamentally “Good Sport” America. Not even the most preju diced Southerner would raise up against a majority opinion. Yes, Joe Louis the “Brown Moses of the Prize Ring” is leading this race on up the road. We Culdn’t Leave Out Owens and Simmons But what about the Jesse Owens, the Metcalfes, the Cornelius John sons, the Eulace Peacocks, the Oze Simmons, and others? You no doubt a *k. They go to make up the valva cade of Brown Crusaders who are leading the onslaught on discrimina tion, segregation and all the evils, we as Negroes, so intensely abhor. Think of the Unversty of Texas of ficially inviting Metcalfe to run in its annual relays as it did last spring! Think of 35,000 spectators singling a black boy out of 22 player on a football field and making him the ob ject of ten minutes sustained ap plause at the Northwestern Univer sity of Iowa game last year, when the hero, Oze Simmons, pounded a new path for Negroes in every line into the green coated sod of Dyche Stadium. These things get us somewhere. Soap-box oratory^ classroom analy sis, learned discourses by ancient reverends and other rustics may solve the problem, but for me d’d rather see it come through a solid punch on the jaw, the flicking of dust from a cleated shoe in the face of the fellow being left behind, or the smashing through a tiny hole on the left side of the line, a second’s tussle with the obstacle of ten or eleven players and then the victorious dash to the goal line by the brown-hued gridman. 60,000 Fiffht Fans See Classic BY LEWIS E. DIAL The Yankee Stadium, filled with 60,000 howling fight fans, is the scene of the most colorful event :"taged on Ruppert Row since the Yankees and Athletics met in a double-header back in 1927 when both teams were battling for first place in the American League with only a half a game difference in their standing. This roaring throng has gathered to wltne s a battle just as bitter or more so, a fight between Joe Louis, ambitious and sensational Detroit Bomber, and the gargantuan Prlmo Camera, Italy’s mam,mouth bid for boxing honors, who are pitt ing them elves against each other in p. struggle for the position of runner up in the heavyweight race. Responding to that irresistable lure of battle, countless pugilistic heroes of the past, present and fu ture, have crowded around and into tbo squared circle, awaiting the ap pearance of the gladiators of the evening. Among them may be seen th ex-heavyweight champions, Jack Johnson, Gene Tunney, Jack Sharkey, Tommy Bums, Jack Dempsey, the latter still the idol of sportdom, Max Baer, whose brow has not yet lost the mark of the heavyweight crown it so proudly bore until less than two weeks ago, and James J. Braddock, the “Cinderella Man” who paral zed the : porting world by rising from the relief rolls to wrest the crown from the Californian. All are to be seen and greeted. A wave of wel come is accorded Harry Wills, still in that superb, lithe, physical condition wh ch won for him the name of the “Brown Panther.” There is Johnny Dundee who held two titles at one BYRD CRUDUP Shades of Ye terday! That was when Byrd Crudup made, with Ted Lancaster, the dazzling wing-man combination that paved the way for (Jazz Byrd’s classic runs. Now Crudup, Director of Physical Education at New Orleans' new Dil lard university, which will open in September, is planning for a varied program of intra-collegiate and inter collegiate athletics at the new school. Crudup has coached at North Caro lina State College and at Straight college, the latter a parent school to th new university. (ANP Photo) tim, Tony Canzoneri, king of the present day lightweights, Barney Rcss, before whose lightning-like !» v*»N ( \>5 _ 7? / ) EL>t~-J £>,0 , >'« TMA-ri fjs 7*7^ 37/. i«ae j ^ ,7e»j. ( I FEELSO SORM,610EON.] I ' Uelu. 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