Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-07-17
"TERRIBLE TERRY's" FIGHT.
Erne's Seconds Throw Up the Sponge
in the Third Round.

| III the EAouhu.
| Terry McGovern Is the greatest fighting
| machine that the world ever saw.
| Whatever doubt there may have been en-
| tertained as to that fact by those who have
| followed his me.eoric career was dissipated
| last night at New York. when. in the middle
| of the third round of what was to have
been a ten-round go. he had practically
beaten Frank Erne. the lightweight cham
pon Of the world. into insensiblity. Erne
was not knocked out. but he was absolute
| ly helpless, and his seconds humanely threw
up the sponge 1t was one Of the fastest, as
it was one of the most decisive, fights ever
pulled off under the rules of the Marquis Of
Queensberry.
There was not the slightest fiuke about
the fight 1t was fighter against the box
er, and the fighter won. Nor will 1t do for
the hypercrtical critics to seek to detract
from the brlliancy Of McGovern's achieve
ment to declare that Erne was unable to do
himself Justice because of the excessive
| training he had to undergo in order to
reach the prescribed weight. That Erne
was not strong and fit he would
have been had he weighed In at 1873 pounds
no will doubt but the fact remains
| that making all allowance for this handicap,
he showed nothing to justify the belief that
he could have changed the result had the
| conditions of the match called for catch
weights.
| Erne showed the effect Of the course of
| sprouts he had to undergo to get to the
| weight. He was thightly drawn about the
| face and as he was compelled to weigh in
stripped. 1t was evident that he had gone
through a severe sweating process. This
was shown In his appearance after the first
round which was about the fastest three
minutes of fighting ever seen within ring.
| When he walked to his corner he was
breathing heavily, but there wasn't the
| slightest sign OF perspiration about his
| body. The minutes rest between the first
and second round, however. had a wonder
fully reviving effect upon him 1t was in
the latter round that he made his running
| and raised the hopes Of his friends. He
used a straight left-handed punch to ad-
| vantage. sending McGovern's head back
round that Erne had finally secured Nc
| Governs measure. and would win at his
leisure. Then the tickle crowd began to
| say II told you so. A good big man can al
| ways lick a good little man"
| Whether Erne's revival In the second
| round was only a flash in the pan or wheth-
er McGovern was playing foxy is a matter
of opinion. Erne certainly had all the bet
ter of the exchanging. while Terrible Ter
| rvs" efforts were mild affairs compared
with his vigorous onslaught In the opening
about the relative ability Of the two boys
after the third round once got fully under
way. They had hardly put up their hands
before 1t was made manifest that Erne was
due to receive McCormick's end of the
purse. Erne's straight left-hand jabs, which
had been so effective in the second round
| were notably absent.
Whether Erne purposely changed his tao
| tics with the hope Of getting in swinging
| right handler that would settle McGovern
| for good and all Is known only to himself
But whatever chance he had to proiong the
| fight was lost by his change of tactics He
made a wild swing at McGovern, who
fcleverly ducking, came up with swinging
| left handler full on the nose and Erne went
| to the floor. 1t was a terrific punch and
| the that settled the fight The punch
| evidently broke small blood vessel in the
nose, for the red stuff began to flow pro-
| fusely and interfered seriously with Erne's
| breathing. He took the limit, and as he
scrambled to his feet it was plainly seen
| that his going out was only a matter of a
punch or two. He staggered around the
ring with McGovern after him. irving to
get in a punch soporific There was a ciinch
on me ropes, when one of his seconds. Gee
| ing that he was a beaten man, threw IN
| the sponge.
| 1t was undoubtedly one of the fastest
| milling affairs ever pulled OFF. As soon as
| the gong sounded in the first round Meow
ern started to rush Erne. The latter got
| there first, however, with straight left
| This nettled the little fellow, whose arms
| worked like piston rods around Erne's body
! The latter certainly looked to be in trouble
| until the round was about half over when
| he caught McGovern Off his balance and
| dropped him with short right hand swing
1t wasn't much of punch, but just the
same Terry took the clock. They went to a
| clinch as soon they resumed hostiIties
| and looking over Erne's shoulders Meow
ern winked at some of his friends around
the ring, and 1t was not q property smile
\ at that. Just before the round ended he
| landed terrific right on the kidneys which
had a most damaging effect upon the Buff