Judge — October 13, 1923 — page 32: what you’re looking at

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A man can’t win a title unless |he’s properly trained!” concludes. this penetrating critic, “I'll stake my repu- tation on that.” Another theory is that of Ike Ink- slinger, boxing specialist of The Daily Grind, who contends that Firpo overesti- mated his strength. “The trouble with the biffing barbarian from Argentine is that he thinks he’s as strong as an ele- |phant. He’s willing to take three w jto land one. That's second-raters but it doe | the other man in the ring is |Dempsey. You can’t afford |to take chances like that withachampion! No, siree! Maybe next time the ram- paging South American won't be so care- less. This business of fighting wide open never got anyone any- wh ” Ete., ete. And so forth. HERE ARE theories and theori There's amodicumoftruth in all of "em but none of ’em is an ade equate explanation of Firpo’s defea It remains for us to furnish that. And, after all, this is not surprising. We know so much more about these things than anyone else that people naturally look to us for tions. The answer is that Luis Angel Firpo is a martyr—a martyr to the cause of Argentinian culture. An article in the New York World started it all. This article said, in part: The ari y of the Argentine is not enthusiastic over the fistie prominence of Firpo. They contend that the world promi- nence given Argentina thereby is a sad com- mentary on the efforts of leaders in education, art and science. This, of course, worried the South Ameri- can scrapper. It would never do to have the world think that Argentine was a place where they reared nothing but Wild Bulls of the Pampas. Something had to be done about it. Patriotism is strong in Luis Firpo. They must not get the wrong impression of his country. No! Never! Never! They must speak of Argentine as the home of ight-winning brutes. A thousand sno! Let the American win! Let the abysmal Dempsey be known as the brutal conqueror of the cultured gentle- man from Argentine! A country can’t be too careful of what it decides to excel in. After all, the Boost South America League can’t be blamed for not wanting their continent to be known as the home land of the pugnacious pug. The Come to China boosters are having a deuce of a time living down that Chinese bandit busin Gone is the impression of the celestial as a quiet, philosophical cuss sitting under a tree twanging a Chinese guitar and im- provising Chinese poetry for Florence “EDWARDS IMPORT, TRADING CORP. 268 Broadway New Yors Ayscough to translate into English and for Amy Lowell to translate back into 30 I right against rt work when Chinese. Many a friend of ours who had bought a lot ina suburb of Peking or Shanghai, with the idea of building soon, has had Fong Nicht Oon (the far eastern Joseph P. Day) sell his property for him at auction. ‘The same thing would hap- pen in South America if people got the idea that an Argentinian’s favorite occu- pation was leading with his right or erash- ing a left to the solar plexus. As a matter of fact, there are places down there where the culture is as thick as frogs in a Jersey swamp. The Argentine aristocracy wants atten- tion called to the cultural side of South American life and we don’t blame ‘em. After Firpo is knocked out a few more times—and if he has any regard at all for his country he'll see that this happens— people will begin to forget the pugilistic side of Argentine and will devote them- selves to an appreciation of the artistic side of this most excellent neighbor of ours. In the meantime, the adorable Luis is doing something that must be a source of delight to all his cultured coun- trymen: he is becoming a prac litterateur. To be sure, he is starting out by writing—pardon us, we mean “writ- ing”—about pugilism; but that is noth- ing to worry about. It is an easy matter. after one learned to write, to handle almost any theme; and it probably will not be long before Luis is discussing the poetry renaissance, the influence of Wil- liam James on South American thought and “Sculpture, one of my favorite arts - In the meantime, though, what’s the harm in writing about prize fights? Aren't those cultured gentlemen, Arnold Bennett and Bernard Shaw, doing it? sae “T cannot understand my cow,” Said simple Johnny Bawn, “When I shout and call to her Why don’t she blow her horn?” comicbooks.com Ov Junch Islanc but t way meth your cent coul gam he ¢ him,