Once again Barney Ross breezed into town, said hello to the boys on the Main Stem and took the shortest route for Ferndale, N. Y., and his former training grounds. At the same time a Seattle flash bears the news that Poison Jimmy McLarnin, the former nemesis of Jewish boxing lads, has hopped a plane for the East and will arrive at his training quarters this afternoon.
Both lads, the Irisher from Vancouver, and the Jewish fighter from Chicago, are preparing for this fight on the night of September 6 as for the greatest battle of their pugilistic careers. Jor Jimmy, a victory will mean new prestige as the man who was able to come back and regain his lost welterweight crown. If he fails to come through a second time it will mean ring obscurity and the soap factory. That’s the kind of guy Jimmy is. He knows when he is licked and will quit the boxing game before it makes him a punch-drunk lad.
However, Barney Ross faces a harder task. He will meet a better McLarnin this time than he did on the night of May 28. And, at the same time he has to contend with the jinx that hovers over the Long Island City Bowl and which has proved fatal to champions five times out of five. Sharkey, Schmeling, Carnera, McLarnin and Londos, all kings and monarchs, were licked by this peculiar bogey when they attempted to defend their laurels. Barney told your sports scribe that he is not at all afraid of the jinx and positive that he can teach another boxing lesson to a man who already excels at his trade.
THE PERENNIAL ITALIAN AND HARRY DUBLINSKY
Tony Canzoneri, that grand fiery lightweight from little Italy, is Barney Ross’ best known pupil. Tony’s crown was wrested away by Barney some years ago and then Barney duplicated his previous performance and proved to all sceptics that he was the better man. That is, he proved it to everybody’s satisfaction but Tony Canzoneri. As a result, Canzoneri has been in there trying with everything he has and some people are almost convinced that Tony will take Ross into camp at their third encounter.
Tony takes on Harry Dublinsky, a lightweight from Milwaukee who has left a string of victims behind him from the Gulf to the Great Lakes and from the Rockies to Newark. This is Harry’s debut here and he intends to spring a surprise on the popular idol of the Italian fans.
Harry Dublinsky is the only one in a family of twenty-three who turned to the ring for a means of making money. He claims that in order not to duplicate any profession he had to become a fighter and have all the arts, guilds, and trades represented by the Dublinsky clan.
Canzoneri meets Harry this Wednesday night in a special Al Weill production at Ebbets Field. Weill is assured of a sell-out if all the clan of the tribe Dublinsky turn out for the performance. Likewise, with so many Dublinsky-ites, let alone rooters, in the paid-up-in advance seats, it will fare ill for the referee should a poor decision be made.
THE WORLD SERIES BASEBALL CONTEST
The fans are all agog about the new baseball contest announced in this column last Wednesday. Greenberg, Weintraub and Johnny Kling are leading the field. All the letters say that they’re sure of winning at least one pair of the free world series tickets that will be given away by the Jewish Daily Bulletin to the three best letters on “The Greatest Jewish Baseball Player of All Time.”
The contest has a little more than three weeks left to run and already more letters have poured into our lap than the first week of the boxing contest that was held so successfully a few weeks ago.
GAZING INTO THE MYSTIC BOWL
While watching Baroness Maud Levi lose three straight sets to Mrs. Andrus at the quarter-finals last Friday at Forest Hills, the woman tennis reporter of the Chicago Jewish Press passed a remark to the effect that she would like to visit one of those places on Broadway where you gaze into a mystic bowl and the future reveals itself.
By the time we had left Forest Hills she was firmly convinced that a mystic bowl consisted of a pitcher of cold amber lager rather than a crystal. As a result we entered Sloppy Joe’s, patronized by the elite of the press box, and by the time we had the sixth pitcher of liquid golden hops set before us, your sports scribe was in a rather predictive mood.
We gulped the last of our glass and as we filled it once again we said to our companion from the Chi Jewish press, “Canzoneri is going to beat Harry Dublinsky Wednesday night at Ebbets Field. The Tigers are going to play the Giants in the World Series, Barney Ross will beat Jimmy McLarnin once again and we’re going to get a raise real soon. And, do you know, our prediction batting average is in the stratosphere regions. We’re batting 1000 per cent with never a wrong guess since we started.
THE SPORTING CALENDAR CONEY ISLAND VELODROME BOXING TOMORROW NIGHT
The latest sensation at the Coney Island Velodrome is Eduardo Duarry, Cuban welterweight champion, who meets Sid Silas of the East Side in a six-round preliminary to the Petey Hayes-Lew Feldman ten-round main eventer tomorrow night.
The Hayes Feldman bout indicates Petey’s determination to stay in the featherweight class until he is given recognition. He feels that his victory over Kid Chocolate, the last recognized 126-pound king in this state, should have yielded more consideration from the commission than it did.
A crackerjack card completes the fight card for tomorrow night.
FORT HAMILTON POST—WRESTLING TOMORROW NIGHT
Gino Garibaldi meets Scandinavian Gene Bruce in the feature finish attraction at the Army post tomorrow night.
The short and sturdy Bruce is in fine fettle and has won nine of his ten bouts at the reservation. He lost only to the Masked Marvel, one of the better belchers of Brooklyn.
Plenty of gas house and pier seven variety of wrestling can be expected when Floyd Marshall, the Russian big bad wolf, and Vank Zelezniak got together in the forty-five minute semi-final. When it comes to roughhousing there aren’t any in the mat game that can teach new tricks to these two.
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