Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1935-09-17
Lipps Makes Sap of Cancela.

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Lipps Makes Sap Of CanceIa.
TN THEIR eight-rounder last night
Lipps, unheralded until he came
here from Ty Ty. Ga, last Summer,
maze sad sap of Cancela. He car
ried the fight from gong to gong to
the Tampa truckhorse of the Baer
stable and never looked loser.
In fact. concenSus of press row
opinion gave Lipps five of the eight
rounds with two even. Cancela was
Cancelled as a fighter by the meager
gathering of Capital followers of pugil-
ism before the contest had fairly
started.
Both parties began cautiously and
fought to an even first round, but
thereafter Lipps piled up points so
quickly that the reputation Cancela
had brought here as club" fighter
of note and kingpin of the Baer
training retinue soon was blasted.
An exasperating right jab and a
Earring left shot from short range
made Lipps look far the better of the
two men in the ball yard ring.
Not until the fight had gone to the
seventh round did Cancela become
the aggressor and land the effective
punches that had built him up as one
Of the best of heavies short Of the
championship contention class.
At all other times Lipps made it
look that he, instead of Cancela,
should have been picked to prep
Baer for the Louis encounter.
1t Was an Amusing Show.
PACK of the Lipps- Cancela fiaSco the
Turner -Ahearn boxing show card
had numbers that entertained the
slim attendance at least if it did not
enlighten it in pugilistic niceties.
There was a clown to enliven one
bout that otherwise would have been
worse than ordinary, there was
sparkling burlesque put on by two
colored fist fingers, there was a
corking bout between slightly over
weight feathers and there was a well
ter wrangle that had its good points.
The welter affair was the semi
final, setting off Phil Fur. who still
is legally entitled to claim the Dis
trict championship in his weight class,
but who has failed miserably in his ef-
forts to show why he should be enti-
tied to the crown since he won it. For
the second time this Summer Phil
bert engaged frankie Blair, bundle
of battling stuff from Camden, N. j.,
and points south. And for the sec
ond time this Summer the District
champ took bloody beating from
the Jerseyman.
Phil did get q bit farther in last
nights engagement than he did the
first time he stepped in against
Frankie There is this to say in
Pills favor with regard to the sec
ond encounter. He fought some Of
the time, instead of bicycling about
the ring all the time as he did before
Phil Finds Beak in His Way.
PUT Blair evidently has a style of
fighting that doesn't appeal to
Fur. frankie insisted upon keeping
on top Of Phil, even to the extent of
taking a blow to pass out three
Every time Phil attempted to match
Frankie's style last night 1t simply
was too bad for Phil. Also for Phils
beak, that protrudes too far for the
good of the District welter champ.
Blair polished that beak to rudy
glow before the first two Of the eight
rounds were finished and after the
third heat the nasal knob dripped gore
continuously. Evidently there is some
thing about Furr's training regime
that must be modified before he be-
comes the good fighter he promised
to be when he was bowling 'em over
with startling regularity up to the
time he first ran into Blair.
The corking bout was provided in
the eight rounds between Joe Temes,
who was great guy to Washington |
ringworms before he bumped into |
Petey Sarron, and Eddie Reed, a |
Hartford, Conn, junior lightweight, |
who substituted for Danny London of
New York.
Joe and Eddie whipsawed one an
other right regularly until the last two |
rounds when Joe suddenly spurted and |
socked enough to get a two-to-one |
decision In his favor.
Clown Laughed, But Lost.
THE clowning and the burlesque were
- furnished by the humping glove
men of the four round tussles. Wade
Allison, Charlotte, N. c.. junior light
weight, shimmied, thumbed his ears
and wiggled his fingers through fun
fest-for him-with Joe Doty. local
light. But Wade's humorous antics
failed to keep the verdict from Doty. |
A sooty Washingtonian dubbed
Flash Gordon and a saffron Nat
Wright of Baltimore, husky enough
to be heavies, gave the few cash
customers at hand the big laugh of
the evening. Flash threw plenty at
Nat In the first round, but faded in
everything except color thereafter to
hit the deck repeatedly for counts of