Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-02-28
ROUND ONE.

Stribling landed the first rap, light |
left to the head as they danced care |
fully about the center of the ring |
Sharkey missed several left jabs in close !
quarters where he ripped solid right |
to StriblingS ribs before the Southerner
tied him up. There was little action as
the tall greyhound of the South danced
with the New Highlander and they
measured blows.
Stribling grinned as Sharkey's right
bounced off his chin and in an exchange
Al close quarters. In another clinch. |
Stribling smashed his right hand four
times on the side of Jacks head and |
Sharkey slipped to the floor but came |
up without count. They were clinch-
ing with Stribling pounding on Jacks
head with his right at the bell.
ROUND TWO.
Sharkey bounced from his corner and
flew to close quarters meeting a storm
of Striblings rights. The tall lanky
Southerner handled Sharkey like a
small boy. despite the Bostonian's extra
heft and bulk as they tumbled into an
other corner.
There was puzzled look about
Sharkey's eyes as Stribling roughed him
in clinch. smashed full right on
his chin and then laughed when the
sailors left hook found his own chin.
Sharkey kept in the open but Stribling
chose to rush and nearly drove Sharkey
from the ring as they smashed into
the ropes. The battle grew rough and
ready as both slugged with little respect
for the rules. The crowd was kissing
at the bell, apparently booing StribS
head-down rush.
ROUND THREE.
Sharkey danced after Stribling as the
Southerner stepped around him menac-
ingly. The hurley Bostonian forced
Stribling to lead, but the best the
Southerner could do was long tap to
the ribs. Sharkey began to solve
Striblings style as he stepped in with a
whipping right uppercut that smacked
loudly on the Macon boys body.
A full swing left hook caught Strib-
ling in the pit of the stomach and cut
down his speed. Another cutting left
hook as Sharkey bruised his foe about
the ring cut Stribling's lip and the
Southerner was splitting blood at the
bell.
ROUND FOUR.
Sharkey was full of confidence now
and began to weave and feint with his
head, shooting left to Stribling's head. AS
they wormed about the ring, Jack pulled
his lighter foe to close quarters and
buried both fists into the Georgian's
body. Stribling rushed Sharkey and
nearly threw him through the ropes.
Referee Lou Magnolia warned Strib-
ling for his rough work and ordered
him to keep his punches up. The
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smashing right to the chin that nearly
floored the sailor. The big COB, dazed,
bounced back into right that buried
under his heart. Sharkey danced away,
fighting for time, and was back to nor
NAL when the bell stopped Stribling's
next rush.
ROUND FIVE.
Sharkey recovered quickly in his cor
ner from the right that dropped on his
chin like lightning dart. He tore
after Stribling with a rain Of left iabs
and slugged right and left to the body
until the referee warned Sharkey as the
left hook in close dropped below the
danger line. They fought slowly and
the referee was kept busy calling them
apart when they were not dancing about
the ring poking light left jabs at each
other.
Sharkey blinked as the Georgian
lifted cracking left hook to his chin
Stribling fought in deceptive fashion,
leaping in suddenly with straight left
jabs that kept the sailor blinking. An
other bruising exchange at close quar-
tiers brought more blood from Strib-
lings mouth. but he was lashing back
furiously with both hands at the bell.
ROUND SIX
During the interval Referee Magnolia
warned Sharkeys handlers against
coaching from the corner. Jack bounced
out and missed a half dozen shots at
Stribling's weaving body. AS he missed
another long lash. the Georgian lifted
a left to Jacks chin. Stribling's speed
and the strength in his lean arms both
cred Sharkey. but he danced in close
and drew blood from the Southerneris
nose with short lefts.