The Birmingham age-herald., 1921-07-03
SUPREMEL Y CONFIDENT, GEORGES
 FIGHTS CAMEL Y TILL THE END


 fields to conquer. Only Tommy Gib- bons looms up as possible contender for the crown. Gibbons, do not think. has the skill of Carpenter. He too, Is frail. too frail for Dempsey Anyway, no sporting attraction the world has ever seen, or will probably ever see again. can compare to this afternoons struggle. It was an in- ternational event interns tionally at tended. It was Europe's best against Americss best.
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 I had the pleasure of sitting next to Jack Smith of England sporting journalist. sent here to cover the fight by cable, and the man, who has succeeded Gene Corri as the best referee in Europe. MT Smith told me that bally near all tho bloody jour nalists of France and England who knew anything about boxing were seated around us in the press box. Paris sent over eight, There were seven English Journalists near the ringside were covering tho flight for their papers Major Wilson, the man who has succeeded Cochrane as the biggest fight promoter in Europe. was at the ringside. He had predicted a victory for Carpenter, and he had bet lavishly upon Carpenter, Major Wilson is & good judge of boxers, but maybe after all the fact that the major was wounded seven times dur ing the World war had allowed his love for an army buddy to beat down his better judgment.
 Iul never forget this fight as long as ] live. I'll never again get the thrill l got over those four rounds I'll probably never see that many people gathered together again. Witt: the carload of boys from Birmingham l strolled over to the arena shortly after the noon hour, We got our seats and looked at the preliminaries. even at this carly hour the seats had begun to fill. They were pouring through the Hudson tubes and jam ming the ferries from the New York side. From the ferry landings and the tube stations on the Jersey side there was steady stream of hu- manity, and the ranks were not broken from noon. or even II o'clock until the main event had been an- nounced. They poured down the asphalt and into the arena. There were miles of people. And as these retired, the old-fashioned Methodist slogan was followed out. and others came forward. I had never been able to fully appreciate Brand Whit locks story of the Gemran army's pouring into Belgium until I wit messed Saturday afternoons endless stream Of humanity coursing the streets of Jersey City bound for the arena. If was & never ending army of people.
 It was handled superbly by police men and arena attaches. No confus- sion, no scramblin,g for seats. no arguments over coupons. Everything methodically carried out.
 Rain Begins.
 What wonderful sight; S2O00 souls packed into the gigantic saul Ger which had been built especially for the occasion. The bIare ofsa band near the top of the bowl. The air so thick you couldn't stir 1t with spoon. omnibus clouds lowering over this sea of faces And then, as the preliminaries got going, q slight drizzle. which bade fair to de- yelop into full grown rainstorm Thousands clad In scant summer attire sat boldly in their seats and defied the rain, however. many who had overlooked the prccaution of bring ing rain coats. held their seats and prepared to take two or three hours of drenching, rather than miss this international event And then, the rain stopped. A sigh of satisfaction swept over the huge bowl. The hu- midity seemed to gather momentum as the rain stopped. It was sultry