The Alaska citizen., 1911-03-13

III AAt ii44S AHf VI .IIi4A A%N tt 'ii sorts. tragic. comic and just queer.
 Old-iim.r rs remember Patsy Doody and Pete Trojan. although even in the ancient days they were hardly in the championship class. Not champions but they could fight
 One night these TWO fought in Brooklyn The game was somewhat uncou'h in those days l. was considered just as commendahle to win by trickery as by fair fighting. Doody and Trojan were mixing mer- rily when Do~dy suddenly stopped and said: Hay. Pete. your trunks are coming off Trojan looked down. and instantly Patsy slipped one over to his jaw and dropped him flat on his back For a moment it looked like a knockout. but Pete got up. fighting mad. He rushed Patsy across the ring and knocked him through the ropes. Patsy fell outside with thud He stood up and looked through the ropes al the raging Trojan
 Come in hurry up - come in" yelled Trclan dancing about and waving his fists.
 No" said Doody. I'm through for tonight"
 And he stayed out.
 Naher vs. Goddard.
 That was a funny one when Peter Maher fought Joe Goddard the Bar Tier Champion. Goddard was a great block of man who could take an impossible amount of punish mtnt. Peter landed his dreadful wallOp often, but the Barrier Cham pion simply leaned in against the punches and kept coming.
 If Peter could have knocked him back on his heels once he might have foored him, but Peter lost heart when his "wallrp" didn't work. Goddard was sight: cut to pieces. eyes blackened. covered with blood. Maher didn't have a scratch.
 At last Goddard pushed in against Peters wallop and got to close quarters Peter leaned ever and covered his face with crossed arms Goddard. eXaspe rated. lifted his huge arm and brought the side of his fist down. hammer fashion, on the back of Peters neck Peers knees caved in and he slid gently 10 the floor, taking care to rest his head gently on his right glove. J~hn- nv Eckhart started the count. Peer didn't stir. Johnny reached nine and stopped q moment. PCtor. thinking the count over. lifted his his head and looked at Johnny. See ing Johnny's hand raised 10 mark another second Peter let his head fl p back on the glove and closed his eyes. He wanted no m.re of the Barrier Champions game.
 Smith and Ryan.
 There was a tough fight between Mysterious Billy Smith and Tommy Ryan Ryan was the clcvercst mid dleweight in the couu'rr. Smith was the toughest fighter. In their various engagements neither had hten able 10 land a knockout In this particular fight l refer 10 Smith knocked Tommy Ryan out in the eleventh round. IL was a queer knockout. Tommy Il across the ropes and with the last glimmer of consciousness threw his arms over them and held Cn. There he nung
 For a moment confusion held sway. The referee didn't know whether 10 count or not, as Tommy wasn't on the floor. smith started 10 knock him off tho ropes as one might knock an over ripe apple from a tree. Then Tommy's fri nds and two or three policemen jumped into the ring. Much confusion and long wrangling. Tommy had hung Imply on the ropes for 25 seconds. Only two minutes of the round had passed. but the bell was rung and Tommy's seconds dragged him to his corner and revived him. He had two minutes rest, and a the end of that time the ring was cleared and the referee ordered that the fight go on. In the 18th Ryan knocked Smith out. The referee called it a draw"
 Mccoy and Sharkey.
 Students of the psychological find interesting dope" in the fight be- tween Kid Mccoy and Tom Sharkey. Both were at their best then, Jan uary 10, 1899 Mccoy was a mar velous boxer with a punch cut of all proportion to his weight Sharkey was 20 pounds heavier. built like sawed-off H ,rcules. When the fight began it looked as if the slighter man could hardly have chance to stand off the husky sailors rushes. But he did stand them off. Shar- key had been training under Tom my Ryan's tuition, and Tommy Ryan wanted to show how much he had taught him. He told Sharkey to be clever and box. That was pie for Mccoy But the foxy Kid came to the conclusion, after little while that he must knock Sharkey out CT risk being worn down and beaten.
 Mccoy was one bundle of nerves. His nerve strength was tremendous. The spectators around the ring could see Mccoy gathering himself for one terrific punch. In moment the chance came and Mccoy put every ounce of strength and vitality he had into one effort He drove his right upward to Sharkey's chin. The impact of the blow fairly lifted the sailor rom his feet and turned him over in the air so that the back of his head was the first thing that struck the floor.
 Sharkey Dazed.
 Sharkey, very badly dazed, man aged to sit up and take the count, while Mccoy smiling waited, conf dent that Sharkey would never rise in time. Sharkey did And, gath erng himself again for a single ef i fort, Mccoy put all the force he had left into another flattening blow. This time Sharkey sat down. looked puzzled, and iumped up. Mccoy had beaten himself He had used all of 1