The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-11-05
LAST FIVE ROUNDS
 TOO MUCH FOR OLD BILLY PETROLLE
Canzoneri, Held Even to Eleventh Wins as He Pleases = Champ at Peak
By HENRY McIiEMORE United Press Stan Correspondent

 New York. No. 5-(UP)-It just wasn't in the cards for Billy Pet rolle to win championship.
 After eleven long years of cam paigning, during which time he never once got a shot at a title, fate handed him 8 crack at the lightweight crown. And what did Billy draw for an opponent? A Tony Canzoneri squarely at his peak; a Canzoneri so magnificently conditioned, so beautifully attuned that even the old-timers at the ringside admitted he was worthy to stand alongside the lightweight giants of the past.
 The nearly 10000 customers who damned Madison Square Garden for the bout last night, went there to see a fight that had been bally- hooed as the best lightweight scrap of the decade. For ten rounds 1t was about that. Then Petrolle, the old Fargo Express, reached the end of the line.
 Something Happened Up until that point he had roared along at top speed, throttle open, whistle down. The derail- ment came in the eleventh when, without warning, his speed, his punch. his stamina--in fact. every thing but his will to win-left him. Express was just milk train try- ing to finish out the run. There were times in those last HU0 rnnndo vuh if Iidptf Billy could make 1t. For. the cham pion was just as strong as Billy was weak. Tony rated himself perfectly. Canzoneris handlers must have sensed Petrolle was about ready to be Jagged, for they sent Canzoneri out swinging to start the eleventh. The round was not half over when two stinging rights all but drove Petrolle to his launches. The champions stinging left jabs, delivered as he moved in and out like a cat, began to blind Billy in the twelfth.
 Petrolle, his legs rubbery, his eyes nearly closed, and with blood trickling from his nose and mouth was little more than target in the thirteenth and fourteenth. Time and again Tony rocked the chai- lenger with whistling lefts and rights to the head, but Billy, as. game a baby as ever pulled on the gloves, took it without a change of expression.
 Dying Bid
 Whipped to a fraZzle, Petrolle summoned his last bit of strength at the start of the fifteenth, and for few seconds, actually forced Cam zoneri to beat a retreat. This furry was a dying gasp, for before a minute was gone the champion was once again hammering away at his man with every shot in his kit.
 After the fight Petrolle and his manager, Jack Hurley, made no sort of alibi. Those who expected to hear them say the task of mak- ing the 135 pound weight robbed Petrolleof his strength, were dis appointed. But it's true that chop ping off those ten excess pounds did draw Billy too fine. But even if he had been followed to come in at his best fighting weight it's doubtful if he could have whipped the Canzoneri of last night; Can zoneri who had everything it takes and more. In his dressing room the champion said he could have set a hotter pace in the early rounds had he not elected to wait until Petrolle softened up a bit be- fore cutting loose.
 And" Tony added, eff you knew how that Billy can hit, you'd know just how wise I was to wait until some of the juice went out of his punches"