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that there really should be a consequence for Castillo.
This reminds me of when we were young, and my brothers and I had an amateur boxing team. We were from "the sticks," and competed against teams from the various cities north of NYC. Almost all of the promoters were weasals, and would attempt to match our fighters up with guys with way more experience. The promoters from Syracuse were by far the worse: they would also lie about weight. So they would say a fight was for 132 lbs, for example, and our guy would weigh-in at 132, and the opponent would tip the scale at 140. We used to still fight.
A young heavyweight, Paul Simmonetti, lived with us one year. He was a interesting character. He had won a football scholarship at the University of Pittsburgh, and was -- like many fighters -- well-educated and very bright. He loved boxing, and had fought on the undercard of the first Frazier-Ali ("Fight of the Century") at MSG. Paul was a sparring partner for guys like Jerry Quarry and Oscar Bonavena.
Paul asked us why we continued to fall for their silly lies? Then it clicked -- tell the promoter our guy would be fighting at 132, and have him come in at 140! My last amateur fight in Syracuse, scheduled for 132 lbs, I came in at 142. The promoter was insulted. But his fighter was the same weight.
I love boxing. Actually, I love boxers, because in my life's experiences, I have found them as a group to be the most sensitive, thoughtful, decent, and generous group of people. There are a few bad apples, but overall, boxers are my favorite people. Promoters and managers tend to be snakes. There are some good managers. Lots of decent corner men, too. But I think that the sport is at a good level competition-wise, and that unfortunately means the snakes will attempt to exploit the fighters and the fans -- as that is where the money is.
If we had a national boxing commission, run by someone with the integrity of Teddy Atlas, boxing would quickly become a cleaner, more competitive, more popular sport.
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