Evening star., 1936-11-03
BUCK IS STOPPED
IN FOURTH ROUND
e III
Victor Sizes Up as Menace
to Lewis, Ruler Among
Light.
BY BURTON HAWKINS.

trict heavyweight title by vir-
u y tue of his fourth round tech
nical knockout at the rejuvenated
paws of Bob Olin, former world light
heavyweight champion, last night at
Turner's Arena, Buck Everett today
stood with one foot in the flstic junk
pile and surveyed rather bleak beak-
busting future.
Although there was little disgrace,
Il any, attached to the manner in
which Bucks angular frame was
bumped toward caulifower alleys
darkest corner, the tranSplanted In
diana toughy found that insufficient
balm to soothe the wounds Of now
somewhat shattered clouting career
that only recently showed promise OF
reaping rewards.
II nothing else, however, the ter
rife pasting Buck absorbed served to
illustrate that Olin looms as dis
tinct threat to John Henry Lewis,
present world light-heavyweight ruler,
who relieved Bob of that title little
more than a year ago.
Olin is a vastly improved clipper
mauling- -mitten manipulation who in
herited the 175-pound crown from
Slapsie Make Rosenbloom. Bob has
discovered he possesses knockout
wallop. He has blended a chilling
punch with an aggressive style that
has revamped him completely as
fighter and the new edition of Olin is
apt to create few headaches in the
Nght-heavyweight division.
Bucks Eye Damaged.
EVERETT needed more than aspirin
- today, however, for he fell heir
to one of the most mangled eyes ever
received in ring warfare here. Beef
steak retarded that magnificent bloom
er somewhat, but mental anguish and
the ache in Bucks diversified ticker
defied treatment.
When Everett soundly trounced
Marty Gallagher here less than a
month ago local ringworms predicted
. rosy future for the Wabash walloper.
The shellacking he handed Marty
erased the good-natured Irishman
from the local pugilistic picture and
inserted Buck in favorable position.
Bob Tow and Matte Brown long since
had been placed on sockdom's shelf
and Everett remained as the Districts
lone heavyweight attraction.
A little water has trickled under
the bridge since then. however, and
Buck now is relegated to fistiana' S
scrap heap. at least temporarily. The
Knockout blow Otis Thomas dealt him
In st. Louis last month lowered his
prestige considerably, while the pay
of punch he absorbed from Olin last
night pushed him onto ringdom's slid
ing board.
It was a terrific right-hand blow
delivered with overwhelming author
ity while Olin was bouncing of the
ropts in the third round. that paved
the way to Bucks downfall. Bob con-
nected soidly to the chin and then
drove a stiff left hook to Everett's
right eye as the Indiana Wildcat
started to slump to the canvas from
the first punch.
Everett Staggers to Feet.
RUcK Topped to the floor and was
dead to the world at the count of
five. At seven, however, the game lar
fuper rolled over on his face and
managed to drag his lifeless form off
the canvas and stumble into Olin at
the count of nine. Bewildered and
blinded, Buck launched wild punches
and hung on until Bob deposited him
on the floor again for a count of one
with a well-directed shot to the mid
section. Buck still was groggy and
fustered as he slumped onto his stool
at the end of the round.
The fourth round lasted but Is
seconds. Buck, his right eye but
narrow slit, staggered over to Olin's
corner at the bell. threw one punch
and then fell to the floor, exhausted
and well whipped. Referee Mugsy
Morris called a merciful halt to the
scrap at the same moment as Manager
Jimmy Erwin tossed in a well-meant
but totally meaningless towel. Under
local boxing rules, the referee Is the
sols Judge Of whether fight shall be
stopped and a towel tossed in under
such circumstances is not supposed to
sway his opinion.
Everett had given q noble account
Of himself during the first two heats,
ofisetting Olin's early rush in the first
round with two rights to the jaw to
gain an even break. Buck captured
the second round by pasting Bob with
rights to the body and lefts to the
head, but they're still paying of at
the finish, it seems.
Buck was shorn Of his local title by
the fact that he was knocked out.
Otherwise championship can change
hands only in a 15-round scrap.
Ahearn Trounces Edwards.
RnLY EDWARDS, who piloted KILL
er Lamar when that colored clouter
was panicking ringworms in prelimi-
nary fights during the Summer. and
Shorty Ahearn, who interrupted La
mars lengthy knockout streak, COM
pletely stole the show prior to the
main event.
Ahearn grabbed a booed decision
after both boys hit each other with
everything but buckets. Both weary
and worn after a hectic second round,
Edwards and Ahearn propelled punches
from arms that were heavy and life
less and staggered about the ring dur
ing the remaining four rounds. They
tossed away their mouthpieces in the
nth round and sacrificed hitting for
butttng and heeling, with Edwards alb
sorbing Ahearn's light punches with
his arms down and asking for more.
Tn other f7chtS EJol,o Williams
Knocked out Johnny Fitzsimmons,
Trenton middleweight, after l minute
and so seconds of the third round;
John L. Pavlovich, middleweight sta
blemate of oin's, chilled George Terry
Of Trenton after 2 minutes and 50.
seconds Of the second canto, and
Stanford Carrier, local welterweight,
captured six-round decision from
Vincent Solther, Baltimore battler.
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