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WOODS: Santa Cruz-Mares Was NOT A Classic In My Eyes
Expectations can be a heckuva thing. How many times have you heard about a blockbuster flick, read up on it, seen tons of Tweets on it, heard friends and neighbors making plans to watch it.
You make your plans, brain buzzing, waiting to be blown away…and end the night thinking, Ho hum.
That wasn’t all that.
You grumble some and vow to be more efficient in fending off the noise, in making up your own mind for yourself, in not falling for the hype.
The expectations bug bit all associated with #MayPac, and you see the winner of the bout to this day defending his part in the event.
You the press bear blame, he tells people, because we built up Pacman. And I do not, actually, summarily dismiss his line of thinking, although that is a markedly simplistic and muchly erroneous take, being that he built up Pacman as a capable foe, at times, while at other times promising he’d be easy work…and the armies of people tasked with convincing you to fly to Vegas and buy a ticket, or pony up the money to buy it on PPV, told you this one was one for the ages, a sure classic…
But I digress; all in all, the expectations set for that bout insured, virtually, that they would not be met. And they most certainly were not, we all agree.
Expectations for the Saturday Leo Santa Cruz vs. Abner Mares bout weren’t in that same ballpark, they were minor league compared to that. But you did have some folks asking if the winner, or maybe both of em, would be anointed as a Mexican marvel…you had folks plumbing the depths of the brains of historians to get some apt comparisons…
The Battle of the Z Boys, Carlos Zarate and Alfonso Zamora, was brought up. I held my tongue when I read that, not wanting to be a nattering nabob of negativity, and had to refresh my memory. Zarate was a legit bomber, was 38-0 with 37 KOs entering, while Zamora was 29-0 with, yikes, 29 KOs. Man, it ain’t a given to knock down an assemblage of cabbies and burger flippers and junkies paid to find a soft spot to lay down…and that wasn’t the case with Zamora.
Don’t know about you, but I didn’t and don’t consider Santa Cruz or Mares any sort of bomber. Their KO ratios (Mares’ is 47%, Leo’s is 53%) told you that, and thus, I think that lessened my expectations entering. To be honest, this fight to me felt like a big deal on the West Coast, not as much on the East Coast.
So, anyway, LSC and Mares fought. Maybe a year or even two later than they should have, some pondered in the leadup, being that LSC’s rep really started boiling in the fall of 2012 or so. Mares at that time was hot stuff, too, but then felt the need to jump up in weight…so he had to wait for LSC to come join him at 126…and for some managerial and promotional stuff to get right, before they could tangle. LSC jumped ship, from the Cameron Dunkin/Top Rank plank, to uber advisor Al Haymon…and then Mares made the leap, after Golden Boy imploded, with Oscar brandishing a cutlass and requesting Richard Schaefer walk the plank for perceived disloyalty. Last summer, Mares joined the Haymon family. And the time became right, after Mares got stopped out against Jhonny Gonzalez in 2013…and then needed a few more bouts to collect his confidence. LSC was also in a pattern of activity which left heads scratching, and sent his profile into a depth, as a Twitter laughing-stock, with the Mockingbird Gang dismissing his foes as a jokers and journeymen. Anyway, all that stuff melted away–as it should, I think–as they finally got on that parallel track and then re-positioned themselves for a faceoff.
So yeah, they faced off…and threw a ton of punches. And it was a solid fight.
But…were my eyes lying to me? I didn’t recall watching, and having an “Oh s–t!” reaction, during a crazy exchange, or otherworldly round…
And then I noted some of the after the fact analysis. Fight of the Year candidate…comparisons to Vazquez-Marquez and…wait, what??…Barrera vs. Morales 1!?
Srsly?
I had to think, maybe my mood wasn’t right…but I saw a high volume fight, that had no real massive ebbs and flows and dips and bursts which make for a FOY candidate.
Yeah, there were some clean, hard shots landed. But no knockdowns…no one had to clamber back from the edge…no one had to collect their senses, gather their marbles in order to stop from drowning. Nah, this wasn’t the Z Boys sniping…neither LSC nor Mares is anything resembling a one-punch power hitter, and besides, LSC especially was boxing smart and winning rounds, and I didn’t see him all that much gunning for a stoppage. Yeah, you didn’t see any sort of Duran-type fury in there. And gosh, was Mares missing a lot. Not to be the heavy critiquer, but when I’m seeing and hearing people gush over a decent bout, I have to take that second look and analysis. And I’m not alone, here. I saw some other dissenters out there.
Manager Vince Caruso reached out and touched base and processed what he saw, as well.
“I should make note that I am on that of a different level than the average spectator, as I was a part of two out of three Barrera/Morales bouts, and the classic Barrera/Hamed clash, standing by my brother, Marco Barrera. So, please forgive me if my pulse remains dormant while I discuss the Santa Cruz/Mares tilt,” he said. “First off, Leo Santa Cruz did not in any way, shape or form, put himself into a discussion with Morales, Barrera, Marquez or Vazquez. Leo did however manage to gain respect for himself as a fighter and shake off the “mariquita” tag he was deemed by a majority of not only in boxing circles, but south of the border as well,” Caruso told me.
“The problem here stems from this, when Gonzalez faced Carbajal, Morales with Barrera, and Marquez with Vazquez, just to name a few, all of the participants had been in, and defeated, several former or then current world champions. Their resumes were built with calculation, not padded for cosmetic need. This was solely due to the excellent matchmaking machines of gentleman such as Bruce Trampler and Antonio Curtis. The fighters rose in the ranks with stiffer competition and received heavier purses as the fights became more intriguing. To me, this is where the PBC vehicle has failed,” he continued, adding some context to his contention. “The resumes of Mares and Santa Cruz combined looks more along the lines of the absentee list of Montebello High School than that of a professional fighter’s ledger. However, that is still not the nucleus of the problem we are looking at today. It lies with the eye of the beholder. The fan. Or, in this case, the misguided fan. The Sunday boxing fan, the Johnny-come-lately if you will. An incredible system of a marginal product, marketed in a very sizable capacity, guided by at-best marginal boxing savvy people, covered by unaccredited media outlets, presented to the “5-year fan.” The finished product? Comments filling up social media timelines reflecting sentiments of the Santa Cruz/Mares tilt as “an instant classic” or “as good (or better than) Barrera/Morales.” As in shock that I was, I mustered the energy to arise from the floor in disbelief. I thought it was a bad LSD flashback to 1990, when we were all fooled by Milli Vanilli,” the unfiltered Caruso stated.
“A classic?!?! Better than Morales/Barrera!?! Were this comments from pro-marijuana states like Colorado or Washington? No. It was from the true cancer of this great sport….unaccredited media outlets. Yes, those dreaded little $10 a month godaddy.com website trolls who wake up every morning and prove that idiots still do breed in abundance.
“Look. Santa Cruz vs Mares, at best, was compatible to a late 90’s Boxing After Dark type of scrap. To be honest, I did give the fight a grade of B, however, at times it looked like the quality of Art Dore’s old “Toughman” boxing series, where Average Joes would slug it out, throwing 100 punches and landing at most 10. Lots of sloppy action. That is what Santa Cruz/Mares was. Two fighters who had feeble resumes and had little, if no, war experience between them.”
Caruso wrapped it up: “So let us show support for PBC’s product, which I believe is improving with every card, without selling out any credibility here. Santa Cruz/Mares was a very good fight. Had they been tested a little more before they hit that stage last Saturday, I do believe we would have seen a barn burner. That burden falls on matchmaking. My suggestion? Bring in fresh blood for a fresh product. But whatever the future fights that may come, might I suggest relaying on credible sources to form and construct an opinion that will be respected, not ridiculed. That is of course if you do love the sport as I do.”
I think he touches on a bunch of points here which we could riff on for awhile. For instance, so much of perception of events now is formed on social media, and instant analysis informs perception mightily. Often our guts speak insta-truth, and sometimes we get swayed by a mob mentality.
Another thing: this boxing age has fans and media picking sides to an amazing extent. You have your PBC guys, your Top Rank guys, your HBO guys, etc. And people are often not invested in the product as a whole, but in one segment of the product. So you often see “Al guys” on social media being very gentle in their grading…and then they use a harsher set of eyes when critiquing an Arum show. And the opposite occurs as well. I think we all need to, as Caruso says, be very careful when accepting POVs, and we must consider what if any filters people are looking through.
Another thing…is it possible peoples’ expectations have been lowered, because we are in the post-concussion-comprehension era, and fewer boxers now employ a fan friendly, take two to give one style? Has the influence of Floyd Mayweathers’ masterful brand of defense first pugilism changed how many folks watch and analyze a fight. Some food for thought, I hope..
All in all, bottom line, Santa Cruz-Mares was a solid fight. But nah, not a classic or near classic. Good fight, for sure. But let us not employ the word “classic” without maybe first re-acquainting ourselves with Barrera-Morales I, or Corrales-Castillo I, or fights of that ilk. Those warriors deserve that respect.
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The Challenge of Playing Muhammad Ali
There have been countless dramatizations of Muhammad Ali’s life and more will follow in the years ahead. The most heavily marketed of these so far have been the 1977 movie titled The Greatest starring Ali himself and the 2001 biopic Ali starring Will Smith.
The Greatest was fictionalized. Its saving grace apart from Ali’s presence on screen was the song “The Greatest Love of All” which was written for the film and later popularized by Whitney Houston. Beyond that, the movie was mediocre. “Of all our sports heroes,” Frank Deford wrote, “Ali needs least to be sanitized. But The Greatest is just a big vapid valentine. It took a dive.”
The 2001 film was equally bland but without the saving grace of Ali on camera. “I hated that film,” Spike Lee said. “It wasn’t Ali.” Jerry Izenberg was in accord, complaining, “Will Smith playing Ali was an impersonation, not a performance.”
The latest entry in the Ali registry is a play running this week off-Broadway at the AMT Theater (354 West 45th Street) in Manhattan.
The One: The Life of Muhammad Ali was written by David Serero, who has produced and directed the show in addition to playing the role of Angelo Dundee in the three-man drama. Serero, age 43, was born in Paris, is of Moroccan-French-Jewish heritage, and has excelled professionally as an opera singer (baritone) and actor (stage and screen).
Let’s get the negatives out of the way first. The play is flawed. There are glaring factual inaccuracies in the script that add nothing to the dramatic arc and detract from its credibility.
On the plus side; Zack Bazile (pictured) is exceptionally good as Ali. And Serero (wearing his director’s hat) brings the most out of him.
Growing up, Bazile (now 28) excelled in multiple sports. In 2018, while attending Ohio State, he won the NCAA Long Jump Championship and was named Big Ten Field Athlete of the Year. He also dabbled in boxing, competed in two amateur fights in 2022, and won both by knockout. He began acting three years ago.
Serero received roughly one thousand resumes when he published notices for a casting call in search of an actor to play Ali. One-hundred-twenty respondents were invited to audition.
“I had people who looked like Ali and were accomplished actors,” Serero recalls. “But when they were in the room, I didn’t feel Ali in front of me. You have to remember; we’re dealing with someone who really existed and there’s video of him, so it’s not like asking someone to play George Washington.”
And Ali was Ali. That’s a hard act to follow.
Bazile is a near-perfect fit. At 6-feet-2-inches tall, 195 pounds, he conveys Ali’s physicality. His body is sculpted in the manner of the young Ali. He moves like an athlete because he is an athlete. His face resembles Ali’s and his expressions are very much on the mark in the way he transmits emotion to the audience. He uses his voice the way Ali did. He moves his eyes the way Ali did. He has THE LOOK.
Zack was born the year that Ali lit the Olympic flame in Atlanta, so he has no first-hand memory of the young Ali who set the world ablaze. “But as an actor,” he says, “I’m representing Ali. That’s a responsibility I take very seriously. Everyone has an essence about them. I had to find the right balance – not too over the top – and capture that.”
Sitting in the audience watching Bazile, I felt at times as though it was Ali onstage in front of me. Zack has the pre-exile Ali down perfectly. The magic dissipates a bit as the stage Ali grows older. Bazile still has to add the weight of aging to his craft. But I couldn’t help but think, “Muhammad would have loved watching Zack play him.”
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Twenty-four hours after the premiere of The One, David Serero left the stage for a night to shine brightly in a real boxing ring., The occasion was the tenth fight card that Larry Goldberg has promoted at Sony Hall in New York, a run that began with Goldberg’s first pro show ever on October 13, 2022.
Most of the fights on the six-bout card played out as expected. But two were tougher for the favorites than anticipated. Jacob Riley Solis was held to a draw by Daniel Jefferson. And Andy Dominguez was knocked down hard by Angel Meza in round three before rallying to claim a one-point split-decision triumph.
Serero sang the national anthem between the second and third fights and stilled the crowd with a virtuoso performance. Fans at sports events are usually restless during the singing of the anthem. This time, the crowd was captivated. Serero turned a flat ritual into an inspirational moment. People were turning to each other and saying “Wow!”
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The unexpected happened in Tijuana last Saturday night when 25-to-1 underdog Bruno Surace climbed off the canvas after a second-round knockdown to score a shocking, one-punch, sixth-round stoppage of Jaime Munguia. There has been a lot of commentary since then about what happened that night. The best explanation I’ve heard came from a fan named John who wrote, “The fight was not over in the second round although Munguia thought it was because, if he caught him once, he would naturally catch him again. Plus he looked at this little four KO guy [Surace had scored 4 knockouts in 27 fights] the way all the fans did, like he had no punch. That is what a fan can afford to do. But a fighter should know better. The ref reminds you, ‘Protect yourself at all times.’ Somebody forgot that.”
photo (c) David Serero
Thomas Hauser’s email address is thomashauserwriter@gmail.com. His most recent book – MY MOTHER and me – is a personal memoir available at Amazon.com. https://www.amazon.com/My-Mother-Me-Thomas-Hauser/dp/1955836191/ref=sr_1_1?crid=5C0TEN4M9ZAH&keywords=thomas+hauser&qid=1707662513&sprefix=thomas+hauser%2Caps%2C80&sr=8-1
In 2004, the Boxing Writers Association of America honored Hauser with the Nat Fleischer Award for career excellence in boxing journalism. In 2019, Hauser was selected for boxing’s highest honor – induction into the International Boxing Hall of Fame.
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L.A.’s Rudy Hernandez is the 2024 TSS Trainer of the Year
L.A.’s Rudy Hernandez is the 2024 TSS Trainer of the Year
If asked to name a prominent boxing trainer who operates out of a gym in Los Angeles, the name Freddie Roach would jump immediately to mind. Best known for his work with Manny Pacquaio, Roach has been named the Trainer of the Year by the Boxing Writers Association of America a record seven times.
A mere seven miles from Roach’s iconic Wild Card Gym is the gym that Rudy Hernandez now calls home. Situated in the Little Tokyo neighborhood in downtown Los Angeles, the L.A. Boxing Gym – a relatively new addition to the SoCal boxing landscape — is as nondescript as its name. From the outside, one would not guess that two reigning world champions, Junto Nakatani and Anthony Olascuaga, were forged there.
As Freddie Roach will be forever linked with Manny Pacquiao, so will Rudy Hernandez be linked with Nakatani. The Japanese boxer was only 15 years old when his parents packed him off to the United States to be tutored by Hernandez. With Hernandez in his corner, the lanky southpaw won titles at 112 and 115 and currently holds the WBO bantamweight (118) belt. In his last start, he knocked out his Thai opponent, a 77-fight veteran who had never been stopped, advancing his record to 29-0 (22 KOs).
Nakatani’s name now appears on several pound-for-pound lists. A match with Japanese superstar Naoya Inoue is brewing. When that match comes to fruition, it will be the grandest domestic showdown in Japanese boxing history.
“Junto Nakatani is the greatest fighter I’ve ever trained. It’s easy to work with him because even when he came to me at age 15, his focus was only on boxing. It was to be a champion one day and nothing interfered with that dream,” Hernandez told sports journalist Manouk Akopyan writing for Boxing Scene.
Akin to Nakatani, Rudy Hernandez built Anthony Olascuaga from scratch. The LA native was rucked out of obscurity in April of 2023 when Jonathan Gonzalez contracted pneumonia and was forced to withdraw from his date in Tokyo with lineal light flyweight champion Kenshiro Teraji. Olascuaga, with only five pro fights under his belt, filled the breach on 10 days’ notice and although he lost (TKO by 9), he earned kudos for his gritty performance against the man recognized as the best fighter in his weight class.
Two fights later, back in Tokyo, Olascuaga copped the WBO world flyweight title with a third-round stoppage of Riku Kano. His first defense came in October, again in Japan, and Olascuaga retained his belt with a first-round stoppage of the aforementioned Gonzalez. (This bout was originally ruled a no-contest as it ended after Gonzalez suffered a cut from an accidental clash of heads. But the referee ruled that Gonzalez was fit to continue before the Puerto Rican said “no mas,” alleging his vision was impaired, and the WBO upheld a protest from the Olascuaga camp and changed the result to a TKO. Regardless, Rudy Hernandez’s fighter would have kept his title.)
Hernandez, 62, is the brother of the late Genaro “Chicanito” Hernandez. A two-time world title-holder at 130 pounds who fought the likes of Azumah Nelson, Oscar De La Hoya and Floyd Mayweather Jr., Chicanito passed away in 2011, a cancer victim at age 45.
Genaro “Chicanito” Hernandez was one of the most popular fighters in the Hispanic communities of Southern California. Rudy Hernandez, a late bloomer of sorts – at least in terms of public recognition — has kept his brother’s flame alive with own achievements. He is a worthy honoree for the 2024 Trainer of the Year.
Note: This is the first in our series of annual awards. The others will arrive sporadically over the next two weeks.
Photo credit: Steve Kim
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A Shocker in Tijuana: Bruno Surace KOs Jaime Munguia !!
It was a chilly night in Tijuana when Jaime Munguia entered the ring for his homecoming fight with Bruno Surace. The main event of a Zanfer/Top Rank co-promotion, Munguia vs. Surace was staged in the city’s 30,000-seat soccer stadium a stone’s throw from the U.S. border in the San Diego metroplex.
Surace, a Frenchman, brought a 25-0-2 record and a 22-fight winning streak, but a quick glance at his record showed that he had scant chance of holding his own with the house fighter. Only four of Surace’s 25 wins had come by stoppage and only eight of his wins had come against opponents with winning records. Munguia was making the first start in the city of his birth since February 2022. Surace had never fought outside Europe.
But hold the phone!
After losing every round heading into the sixth, Surace scored the Upset of the Year, ending the contest with a one-punch knockout.
It looked like a short and easy night for Munguia when he knocked Surace down with a left hook in the second stanza. From that point on, the Frenchman fought off his back foot, often with back to the ropes, throwing punches only in spurts. Munguia worked the body well and was seemingly on the way to wearing him down when he was struck by lightning in the form of an overhand right.
Down went Munguia, landing on his back. He struggled to get to his feet, but the referee waived it off a nano-second before reaching “10.” The official time was 2:36 of round six.
Munguia, who was 44-1 heading in with 35 KOs, was as high as a 35/1 favorite. In his only defeat, he had gone the distance with Canelo Alvarez. This was the biggest upset by a French fighter since Rene Jacquot outpointed Donald Curry in 1989 and Jacquot had the advantage of fighting in his homeland.
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Mexico City’s Alan Picasso, ranked #1 by the WBC at 122 pounds, scored a third-round stoppage of last-minute sub Yehison Cuello in a scheduled 10-rounder contested at featherweight. Picaso (31-0-1, 17 KOs) is a solid technician. He ended the bout with a left to the rib cage, a punch that weaved around Cuello’s elbow and didn’t appear to be especially hard. The referee stopped his count at “nine” and waived the fight off.
A 29-year-old Colombian who reportedly had been training in Tijuana, the overmatched Cuello slumped to 13-3-1.
Other Bouts of Note
In a ho-hum affair, junior middleweight Jorge Garcia advanced to 32-4 (26) with a 10-round unanimous decision over Uzbekistan’s Kudratillo Abudukakhorov (20-4). The judges had it 97-92 and 99-90 twice. There were no knockdowns, but Garcia had a point deducted in round eight for low blows.
Garcia displayed none of the power that he showed in his most recent fight three months ago in Arizona and when he knocked out his German opponent in 46 seconds. Abudukakhorov, who has competed mostly as a welterweight, came in at 158 1/4 pounds and didn’t look in the best of shape. The Uzbek was purportedly 170-10 as an amateur (4-5 per boxrec).
Super bantamweight Sebastian Hernandez improved to 18-0 (17 KOs) with a seventh-round stoppage of Argentine import Sergio Martin (14-5). The end came at the 2:39 mark of round seven when Martin’s corner threw in the towel. Earlier in the round, Martin lost his mouthpiece and had a point deducted for holding.
Hernandez wasn’t all that impressive considering the high expectations born of his high knockout ratio, but appeared to have injured his right hand during the sixth round.
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