The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-06-29
'GAME' CALENTO. ASKS ANOTHER
 CHANCE AT LOUIS
Nova May Meet Louis in September-TOny Won First Two Rounds
By HARRY FERGUSON United Press Sports Editor)

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 New York, June 29.-(UP)-Tony Galento, as game guy as ever bled for lost cause, chewed the bitter fruit of defeat today and passed his plate back for another helping of the same dish.
 Still groggy from trip-hammer punches, barely able to humble through the blanket of bandages on his face, his torn flesh held together by 8 clamps-the little barrell of a man said he wanted to fight Joe Louis again.
 Waterloo was enough for Napol- con; Caesar gave up when the first dagger sank into him; Hannibal folded when the going got tough. But, take it from Antonio Dominick Galento, they were bun1s-all three of 'em-to give up because they had taken a licking.
 Bring on dat bum Louis in sep- tember!"
 No More Louis
 That was the tired whisper that came out of Orange, N. J., in the early hours of today, and it came from the bruised lips of a f1rst-class fighting man who was within one slit-second punch of being heavy weight champion of the world last night in II minutes and 29 seconds of back-alley brawling. And plenty of people probably would pay to see Terrible Tony take another round- house swing at Louis jaw, but it's sight that probably will be denied them forever.
 Louis, going his even, murderous way, wants to fight in September, but he isn't interested in meeting man whom he already has pound- ed to pulp. So within the next week negotiations will get under way for a September bout pitting Louis against young Lou Nova. Tony will be left with nothing but his memo ries, the respect of all who saw him fight and bleed-and the 45,000 smackers he drew down for his brief period of pain.
 It was short and sweet up there under the lights at Yankee Stadium last night, but while it lasted it was something to see. Galento went down and got up of the floor to belt Louis. Joe went down and got up off the canvas to slug 1t out with Tony. To hell with waiting for the count of nine! To hell with cau- ton and the ancient rules of box ing! It was left to the head and right to the belly and let the blood spatter where it may.
 Just in Time
 Referee Artie Donovan finally halted it after two minutes and 29 seconds of the fourth round when all 233 pounds of Galento was sink ing toward the floor in one red, raw mess of blood. There was no doubt about it-Tony was out. Because If he hadn't been his great heart would have commanded him to get up and swing another left hook. But the brain was paralyzed by too many jolts to the jaw and muscles and nerves were beyond command. One more of those awful rights Louis was throwing might have left Tony punch drunk for the rest of his days.
 Guess who forced the fighting when the opening bell sent them out! Guess who landed the first teeth-rattling punch! None other than Tony!
 It was a left hook, heart high, and 1t rocked Louis on his heels. Tony was fighting out of crouch and if he only had been a little faster he could have followed up that first hook and slammed Louis into dreamland.
 But, jared as he was, Louis still was a superb craftsman. His left jab played a tattoo on Tonyis face and in that moment Gale1to'S cause was lost. Louis pedaled out of dan- ger, striking like rattleSnake with his left, and the right hand that Tony finally slammed across landed too high on the cheek to cause dam aged.
 Or Jack Blackburn talked to Louis between rounds and Joe came out for the second with ideas in his head. Bop! Bopl Went left and then right to Tony's head. Back into Galento's corner they surged with Joe swarming on his man. Lefts and rights streamed in Galento's face like a cat, Louis drove left to the belly and rocketed across a right to the jaw. Galento was of bal ailce when it landed and down he went. But he was up ct the count of three and clinching hard when the round ended.
 They patched up Tony's face and he came out for the third, thristing for blood. A long left hook, with all of the fat mans 233 pounds behind 1t, roared up from the ankles and caught Louis when he had one foot in the air trying to circle his op- ponent. It landed with crash and down went the Brown Bomber, his legs kicking crazy patterns in the air. But Joe jumped up ct the count of two, started stabbing with his left, and moved out of danger. But 1t was 0alentos round and Tony was leading, two rounds to one.
 Bad Beating
 The fourth round was barely un- der way when q brown arm flashed under the lights and . terrific right caught 0alento flush on the jaw. Blood spurted out of Tony's nose from the force of the punch, but there was no time to wipe the crimson sway. for a left hook landed ln ualentD's stomach and a right came Whissling across to his jaw. Tony Nas wide open for tho kill