The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-06-15

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AS a fight it was unlike anything
in championship history.
AS fighter, Baer slugged his way
into the records as the mos
puzzling, exciting and Economically
joyful champion of modern times
1t was sometimes agonizing to his
hackers, but it was fun to Baer.
Baer knocked the first corner of
Primo's crown in the opening round
His snake-like right arm whipped
under the champions guard; his
fist thudded with terrific force
against the champions heart.
Cameras Grin Fades
The broad grin fled from Car
nera's face. Momentarily, his huge
torso seemed to heave upward and
back. His eyes buIged. His head
shook. When Makes glove came
away, there was a faint red tinge
against the nut-brown of the
Italians body
Almost any other slugger-A
Dempsey, for eXample-Would have
ended it a few seconds later when
Camera tumbled, almost rolled, to
the canvas under a sizzling right to
the face. Or boxer would have cut
him to shreds.
For the next ten rounds he did
almost everything not expected in
a champion except that - with
studied regularity-he popped his
smashing right against Camera S
heart or jaw.
In those ten rounds:
Baer appeared able to end the
fight almost any time before the
eleventh, but he didn't.
Seconds Are Frantic
He drove his seconds frantic by
periodically taking the best that
Primo - stronger but much
clumsier f1ghter-could send at his
chin (and liking it,.
Thrice he punched the giant
half way off his feet and then
wrestled with him to the canvas
casually falling on top of hin).
He stood with guard down, laugh
ing at Camera (but unexpectedly
it was Primo who tried to get
Baer's goat by talking frequently.
Baer didn't wisecrack once).
Max danced a foolish little jig,
pretending that he was getting more
resin on his shoes, then belted
Camera on the chin, then put on
skit in which he (Baer) pretend
ed to have sudden attack of weak
knees (the champion didn't have
to pretend right them
Shows Unique Spirit
He got stronger as he chopped
away at Cameras huge bulk for
round after round (the experts ia
vored Cameras stamina barring an
early knockout).
But above all, Baer showed
spirit that was unique in modern
champions.
He fought with devilish, incom-
parable joy. There were only
flashes of the Dempsey savagery in
his spirit, although no one but
Dempsey at his best could hit hard
er. There was nothing of the cold,
methodical boxing of Tunney.
1t was a mood peculiar to the
specie Baer; method that one
moment found him crouching low
in response to urging of his sec
onds-tantalizing Camera into I'M
covering that long, swollen left
cheek and the next found him
laughing and wading foolishly into
range of Primo's best punches.
Snarls and Swings
Again, there was Baer at top
fighting speed, swinging savagely.
A striking example came in the
third. Baer had been alf-hearted-
ly following instructions to box; to
feint Camera open. Suddenly he
Strengthened up. His body became
tense. His lips spread in a snarl
tightly across his teeth His eyes
narrowed. Snake like, that lethal
right hand shot out against Primo's
jaw.
The champion staggered. His trick
legs folded slowly, like tree fall
ing. Baer waded in. The tenseness
had left his face, which was con-
torted into strained grin-a grin
that showed he was putting every
thing into every blow, but still a
grin. He swung at the bleeding
champions face with all the delight
of ganin hurting mud at high
hat. He turned away laughing as
Camera fell.
The new champion-something of
an expert on how to keep from be-