The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-10-28

The other night Charley Weinert, l once rated as a championship possi- | biIity until he drowned his golden promise in the flowing bowl of the | cabarets, meted out an artistic lacing l to Al Roberts, the so-called Knockout i King, widely heralded as the coming i champion. Weinert, who had taken : sound humping from Roberts only | few weeks previous when out of con- | dftion, appeared in improved physical | trim and Rot erts collided with the 1 first set back of his career. From a psychic standpoint the battle was an interesting affair-a striking revela- ton of the chaotic state some people are plunged into when forced to face a situation new and strange to them.
 Roberts had won r out of his 19 starts with knockouts and promised to send Weinert to defeat via the Morphian route. But Weinert, a. for | midab1e foeman when in condition, outclassed Roberts thoroughly and showed, him up as the clumsy novice he is. When the Knockout King found himself unable to locate Vein ertS' lower naaXillary with his sopo- rife wallop he became disheartened. And in the seventh round incapable of protecting himself from the hail storm of Weinert blows, Roberts be- came dOWnrlghL Q1SnearIeneQ. lie actually turned his back to the can nonading and trekked to his corner. l Referee "Slin" Brennan, who thinks quickly as well as accurately, imme- i diately started a count on the cower- 1 ing Roberts-a novel departure for a ring arbiter since Roberts was on his | feet. Roberts returned to the firing line at three and managed to stick the gruelling out to the end.
 f tI14 t1,o4 0a1 arfc had really been forced to stand the gaff'' and that he pulled a 7meradf' there is no disputing. % Al is young and inexperienced and there is l still hope for him. Meeting a rain of blows was a strange situation for the l young giant who had been accustom- l ed to banging the dayights out of | rockies knowing as little about box ing as he himself. Perhaps like 1 Stanley Ketchel and Kid Carter, the wonderful middle-weight of other 1 days, he will eventually develop into | a fearless ring gladiator.
 | Ketchel1 once admitted that he was | scared to death in nearly all of his early fights. Garter, whose name was a synonym for gameness, used to
 crawl through the ropes in his novice
 days to avoid punishment But they
 all learn, sooner or later, that no | laCh1nS courage ever WOh q
 championship. There is no safer bet
 in the world than that.
 John L. Sullivan was one of the
 mightiest of champions. He faced a
 new and perplexing condition with
 out a tremor when Jim Corbett wore
 him down with the constant jabbing | he could not e1ude. Corbett sprung
 new style of fistcuffs as well as an
 unexpected thrashing on the Old
 Roman. But John bored in against
 the -bombardment pluckily, until he
 collapsed in the twenty <rst.
 Corbett harbored a respect, which
 some people say closely approached
 something else, for Fitzsimmon's hit 1 ting powers. But he met defeat like
 a soldier and even wanted to con-
 tinue hostilities with the Cornishman after he had been counted out from
 the effects of F1tz's murderous solar
 plexus shift. Fitzsimmons. courage
 ously carried the fighting to Jeffries
 even after the burly Californian had
 proved to Fitz that he was the mast
 CT and was certain to win. Tommy
 Burns struggled valiantly against