It was a straight, but vicious right
overhand punch to the point of -the
Jaw thiut ami Iiud through the ropes
and down for the count. That punch
proved not only the undoing of the
popular Italian scrapper for the even
ing, but also put a crimp into what
ever Intention that battler had of
"coming back."
Bud Palmer offered a pathetic
picture when compared to Bowse. The
former was rangy and ambitious, but
lacked speed and the punch. Bosse,
short, stocky, and possessing- the nec
essary weapons becoming a good bat
tler, looked like a million dollars from
the very outset of the affray. Not
even the most enthusiastic of Palmer's
friends could figure out how he ever
expected to win
Palmer was far from being the fast
boy that he was fhree and four years
ago. lie was game, but that was all.
In a nutshell, he was a human punch
ing bag for his chunky opponent. At
no stage of the two and a half rounds
that the bout lasted was he dangerous.
Ones or twice he tried to put over a
straight left, but each time Bosse
ducked and the would-be blows flash
ed over his shoulders. That was prac
tically the extent of Bud's offensive,
for most of the time he was on the
defensive.
But apparently well acquainted with
the fact that he had met his Waterloo
in the first round. Bud fought deter
minedly, hopefully and confidently.
But it was useless. His rival Improved
with the passing of every minute and
his blows seemed to get harder and
harder.
