The Washington times., 1926-06-11
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By Dayis ]. walsh

YANKEE STADIUM. NEW
YORK, June 11.--Maybe they'll say
the boy Is good. now; maybe this
hard boiled old town with soft.
boiled intellect win accept this LAD
Tor what he Is and forget the
prejudice that usually il the hall
mark OF ignorance; maybe the man
responsible for the first boo" that
rent the air two years ago re-
naained to give the first cheer last
night when Paul Berlenbach re-.
tanned his light heavyweight title
at the end of is funny rounds with
young StrIbling. the Georgia chal
lenger.
The rounds were funny only &
one had d keen sese Of dumoF,
The writer unfortunately had none
and seemingly he shared this dis
tinction with $4,000 others. who
paid $4,000 for the privilege Cf
being aggravated.
Hey, Stribling, you win the
hugging championship % the
world at al weights" shouted
q so cOme-On In the fourteenth
round. and he called the turn
with admirable accuracy. Stribilng
I either wouldn't fight, or couldn't.
and, for all Of me, Il made no
difference which was the case.
BerIenbach could and did. That
tells the story. k any, Of this
great extravaganza which some.
how contrived to get New York
up on its civic high legs and
caused otherwise intelligent citi.
szens to rush around, waving $50
bills until some kind faced scalper,
handicapped by conscience parted
with reluctant ringsfde seat. The
lucky recipient was then entitled
to see SO cents worth Of boxing.
But, In spite Of everything, the
big Bum" who was shouted down
by his own townfolk when he was
just young fellow trying TO get
along, tried everything that human
Ingenuity could devise to make 3
fight Of 1t and got only e small
sector Of his opponents right side
as q. target FOR his efforts.
He started well, taking the first
round by q shade and stayed with
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z But in the fourth he welcomed
left hook with his abdomen and
/ later two stunning lefts to the
law and. after that, Young strib-
ling as q challenger was al
/ washed up.
He .tin-canned the rest OF the
way, never again taking chance
Of any kind, unless you wish to
count the fact that he didn't jump
over the ropes. He had made one
mistake in trying to mix with q
killing hitter in the fourth round
and he apparently Is not the young
man to repeat such a grievous error
+ But he might have tried to box
at long range; instead he did moth
ing and kept on doing II until the
selves into a high dudgeon.
Several times, particularly In the
fourth and tenth round, he was
rubber.kneed from punches on the
chin. but he was in there to stay,
and that was the best thing he did.
Whether Stribling was affected
by his unusually low weight Of III
pounds or the illness of his wife,
hand, but whatever 1t was, he com.
mitted professional suicide In this
town. They don't mind seeing a
man lose, but they dislike to see
him die without his boots on.
StribIing looked lean and drawn
as he sat i'm his corner, but came
out for the first round like q
race horse, and, pOEing his left
into BerIenbach's face, easily
earned honOfs, meantime taking
the champions leads on his
elbows and shoulders.
1t looked like good business up to
this time, and so did the second
and third rounds, where Stribling
got at least an even break.
He started the fourth with q beau"
tiful left hook to the jaw but Paul
merely blinked solemnly and walked
in with left hook to the body