The San Francisco call., 1896-06-26
HOW 1T HAPPENED.
Corbett Says His Neck Was Full of
Shrimp Salad and His
Stomach Sick.


A couple of slight abrasions of the face,
lacerated right knee and confusion of
the right hip are the outward evidences of
James J. Corbett's meeting with Thomas
Sharkey.
Away down deep, however, somewhere
under the left side of his vest, there is an
awful sore. 1t is, of course, less physical
than sentimental, but it hurts and hurts
dreadfully.
Corbett remained in his rooms at the
st. Nicholas Hotel all of yesterday, where
many of his disappointed friends called
upon him to learn how it was he had not
annihiliated the obscure sailor lad.
81 fought like Chinaman," the cham
pion declared, land 1 have come to the
conclusion that a man can't train on
French dinners when he's going to fight.
DO You know what was the matter
with me2 1 just simply underestimated
the man was going to meet. | want. to
give him all the credit due him; don't for
get that. He is wonderfully powerful
man, and can stand more than any one L
ever saw. He is game all through, but he
is the foulest fighter that ever stepped into
the ring.
HE disregarded all the rules under
which we were supposed to be hghtlng,
and he bounced me about the ring giving
me hiplocks and throwing me around as
if he lad hold of Drawling sailor in a
barroom fight.
LAS [ told you, | was not in condition
to meet such a powerful man, so as to stop
him in four rounds. / was carried away
with the fact that l had a California
audience about me, hundreds being my
own personal friends. My father and
brother Harry were right back of me, and
I foI n n.
vantage. I believed / could go at almost
any gait and stand four rounds OF it, but
found l was mistaken.
"In the first two rounds Sharkey kept his
head covered by his right forearm, and
swung his left. saving the air. | should
have allowed him to keep doing this until
he changed his tactics. At all events, l
never should have punched him while he
was so protected. But | wanted to squirt,
as l said before, and the pace told on me.
"When 1 went to my corner after the
second round, told Delaney. Billy, feel
that last shrimp salad up in my neck. My
stomach is going back on me-
In the fourth round, when Sharkey
fired me over his hip and knocked down
the referee, who fell on my chest, Carr
said distinctly, Il give this fight to Corbett
on a foul then turned toward Delaney
for him to get up on the platform and
claim the fight. When Delaney tried to
Jump up, Captain Whitman grabbed and
pulled him back.
MAYBE you don't think that fall got,
with the referee landing on my stomach,
was a dandy. 1t just simply knocked the
starch out of me- 1t would have done as
much to any man, let alone one with an
already nauseated stomach.
But, as ( told Sharkey, he is no fighter,
and I am ready and anxious to go him
again four, six, eight or ten ROUNDS, or to
a finish, for $4,000 side.
"The next time / meet Sharkey it will
be a different thing entirely. know my
man now, and l won't monkey with him.
He is good enough for me or anybody else
to train for properly.
MY financial end of the business
was all right. l got my so per cent.
amounting TO exactly $685." concluded
the champion.