The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1935-06-11


night, but figures don't tell all.
They don't tell, for instance, the
fact that Baer doesn't have to be
better than just slightly superior,
or, for the sake of discussion, 12
to l in order to win and, on that
basis, still think he's an absolute
kick in the pajamas.
In fact, on that basis, I per.
Sist that he ought to be 8 to /
and, to go further, I fear me
that we're all going to be
arrested. They're liable to take
all of the working press into
custody just on the mere chance
that they haven't coralled all the
culprits who so much as inferred
that James j. Braddocks, the
child of destiny, should not have
been somehow saved from him.
self.
Going Pretty Far
This is going pretty far but
prepared to take the conse-
quences. I only hope that James
j. Braddock is, too. After all,
he's going farther. Some sterling
soul, imbued with the zeal of
Jersey, is liable to come down to
the press row after it's all over
and sock me in the name of st.
Patrick and justice. But, at least,
it won't be Max Addlehead Baer.
OF course, there isn't the slight
est doubt that anything or any.
body ever was so much 8 to l
but these nonsenSical odds at
Leaf serve one purpose. They dis
close the fact that the power of
the press must have been some.
thing that originated in a second.
rate tap room and that the
punch undoubtedly is mightier
than the typewriter. Anyhow,
quite some few typewriters have
tapped out immortal lines around
here to the effect that very
Indifferent light heavyweight,
who lost to men of some conse-
quence and beat others Of very
little, is now going to win from
one of the great heavyweight
champions Of this and few pre-.
vious generations.
This may turn out to be true
but, if so, I have only to say that
the man who predicted the tidal
wave for Atlantic City in 1903
still has great chance, if we'll
only be patient, and there is,
of course, still the excellent
chance that the world is flat.
That leaves several unsolved mys-
teries, including James j. Brad.
dock but we shall not dispose of
him here. We shall leave that
to Max (not so bright Baer on
Thursday night.
Anxious to Interview
Meantime have been at pains to
interview one of those penetrating
souls who profess to see Mr.. Brad
dock standing in triumph at the
final whistle, or something. and
he confided that everything would
be absolutely all right if Braddock
got by "the first two heats" as I
believe he so glibly put it.
I think he wished to infer that
Max (Addlepate) Baer would blow
up under his own Self-eSteem after
that. But all I know is that the
young man is the only fighter now
around who has gone 20 rounds
twice and later, has come on to
stop Schmeling and Camera at
least nine rounds later after hav.
ing both on the administer in the
first. In other words, If they don't
react accordingly when he hits
them early, he still has an ade-
quate rejoinder. He just hits them
again.
In conclusion or maybe in me.
moriam, have gone so far on this
that I suppose that can only re-
trieve an error by an act Of i'm
preSsive resignation. I shall go
off the Empire State tower in a
one and a half dive at II o'clock,
Eastern Armistice Time, but, after
thinking that over, I'm sure I've
made a mistake. I really ought
to take Baer with me.