11/11/2017- New York- It’s my duty as a boxing writer to keep shit in perspective and give my readers the REAL, REAL. As a diehard fight fan and someone that saw their first fight on tv in 1952, THAT’S right, nineteen damn fifty two, NOTHING and I DO mean NOTHING pisses me off more than to be watching a long, boring-ass fight and have the commentators talk about ‘the war going on in the ring’. Last night, Daniel Jacobs (32-2-29K) and Luis Arias (18-0-9K) STUNK up the joint. I felt as if I was watching two skunks fighting. There was booing as early as the second round and Daniel is FROM New York. Since Jacobs has gone around bullshitting about how he ‘beat’ GGG, I’m sure he will say he won by ko last night, that’s about how delusional he is. I know he beat cancer and so has a million others, I applaud him but I think Vinnie Pazienza coming back from a broken neck was a bigger deal. Anyway, Jacobs talks a LOTTA’ shit about being the “uncrowned champion and the most feared man at 160”. His ass needs to be drug tested for his comments. He said after last night’s snoorfest, that “Saunders and Lemieux are one dimensional”. What the hell was Arias, and he couldn’t even come CLOSE to stopping HIM. I wanna see how quickly he calls out Lemieux after he stops Billy Joe Saunders. I’m saying RIGHT now, after last night’s performance I don’t see Jacobs beating Lemieux, Jermall Charlo OR Canelo and if he’d come in as a middleweight and not a cruiser, GGG would’ve cracked that porcelain mandible of his. Last night he looked like a true middleweight. If he fights Lemieux, he’d better come in at 200lbs. If Sergio Mora drops your ass, leave David the hell alone. Now, I get that the HBO talking heads have a job to do and with Eddie Hearn making all that noise about signing Jacobs, that’s ONE thing. But Jacobs, for all his FEARSOMNESS, and defeating the Big C, he sure didn’t do much to the EXTREMELY limited Luis Aria. I Time after time, Jacobs had Arias hung up on the ropes and STILL couldn’t hurt him to any degree. True, enough, Arias didn’t wanna’ get that involved but that was MORE of a reason for the all world Jacobs to walk through his ass. What was there to worry about? He showed more balls when he jumped on Quillan. Round after round, Lampley, Jones and Kellerman were ranting and raving about Jacob’s “magnificent” performance. “I’m liking what I’m seeing from Jacobs, I’ve never seen him sharper” crowed Jones. “He’s no doubt an elite middleweight” said Kellerman. When Jacobs landed an uppercut ,Lamps screamed “what a great shot, Max”. The more those three talked shit, the madder I got. What fight are you guys watching”, I yelled at my tv. To make it even worse, the ref credited Jacobs with a knockdown which was as legit as the Mayweather-McGreggor fight. This shit was ridiculous. After the first round, when he landed a right to Luis’ head, Jacobs corner said, “you see what happened, he doesn’t wanna’ engage with you, reality has set in” Yeah, right, TEN rounds later, he was saying “c’mon, you need to rough this guy up and throw more combinations”. Jacobs even had to turn lefty in an attempt to do some damage. Then, he kept complaining about the feather fisted Arias hitting him at the bell and on his hips. What’s he gonna’ do when Lemieux touches his ass up? It was so bad, after the fight, Jacobs was complaining about the layoff affecting his performance” but Max wasn’t going to accept that, he said “we all thought you looked great” and Jacobs shrugged his shoulders as if to say ‘what the hell were YOU guys watching’? After one of the late rounds, after more futility, as Jacobs walked back to his corner, I saw Eddie Hearn in the crowd, shaking his head, wondering what he’d signed up for. The funniest comment of the night was Aria’s trainer, John David Jackson saying, “don’t look for one shot.” DaHELL?. Jacobs said, “I’m going to invade Canada when Saunders and Lemieux fight and let them see my face and let them KNOW, they can’t avoid me” Lemieux is gonna’ knock Jacob’s dick strap loose. If he thought CANCER was bad…..
In a heavyweight skirmish, the big, BIG boys hooked up as Jarrell (Big Baby) Miller, (19-0-1D-17K) the brash undefeated shit talker from Brooklyn weighing 283 lbs. took on Mariusz Wach. The winner of this bout should be in line to face one of the top heavyweights before challenging champion Anthony Joshua. Wach (33-2-17K), a lumbering bear of a man, moves just a bit slower than a Manatee. Miller’s not much quicker, but his hands are. After an outta’ hibernation first round, the two big ‘uns started tossing bombs. Each guy landed well and this was getting interesting. There were occasional explosions, then a lull, then another explosion. Miller started snuggling up to Wach in the third round and started landing good shots to the body, mixing in a few uppercuts from the right side. Wach would land a good right hand along with some heavy jabs. Miller was pressing the action with his good upper body movement and better variety of shots. In round seven, Wach landed a right hand which caused him big problems the rest of the way, prompting the doctor to make a house call. It was obvious Wach was handicapped and Miller took advantage, landing short shots inside. Finally, Wach couldn’t play it off any longer and the doctor suggested to the ref to stop the figh, giving Big Baby a ninth round tko. What’s next for Big Baby? Well, I hope it’s not Joshua or Deontay Wilder, that wouldn’t turn out too well for the New Yorker but you never know with the big boys. I’d like to see him fight Dominic Breazealle.
Talk about destruction, in a little under three rounds, Cletus Seldin (20-0-16K) raised holy hell with poor Roberto Ortiz (35-1-2D-26K). Seldin is a throwback to the days of Rocky Marciano, Jake LaMotta, Gene Fullmer and the like. He just wades in behind an Archie Moore turtle type defence and just hits whatever he sees (or doesn’t see). He dropped Ortiz twice in the opening round with those heavy hands. Somehow, poor ‘Berto answered the bell for round two and was bludgeoned by the rampaging Seldin. Ortiz was getting busted up at an alarming pace, bleeding profusely from his left eye, getting his nose busted by a wayward elbow, just getting battered. Mercifully the ref stopped the massacre at 2:43 of round three. Seldin is a real wrecking ball and will be a handful regardless of WHO he faces, he doesn’t seem to mind the dirty stuff, either.
On the ESPN card from Fresno, there was a long, drawn out affair, followed by a two round demolition. Artur Beterbiev, (11-0-11k) who hoped to win the title vacated by Andre Ward (retired), faced the persistent but limited Enrico Kolling (23-1-6K). The blueprint was established early, the plodding heavy-handed Beterbiev would stalk Kolling who was hiding behind a high peek-a boo defense. Kolling didn’t offer any more than a lunging wild swing. This went on for 12 rounds, with the crowd booing the monotony of it all. Finally, in the final round, all the punches he was absorbing put Kolling in a bad position. He’d been on th ropes on many occasions but this time there would be no way out. Artur put Kolling down with a looping right hand then again with a barrage of shots leaving Kolling helpless, sealing the deal. There were only 27 seconds left but Kolling didn’t protest the stoppage. The hard punching Beterbiev is now the new IBF light heavyweight champion. Want numbers, Artur threw 1111 shots, Kolling, 252, Artur landed 322 Kolling 64. Yeah, I know. In the main event, hugely popular localite, Jose Ramirez (20-0-15K) faced another unbeaten, Mike (Yes Indeed) Reed (23-0-12K). Ramirez, hugely involved in civic matters, has a monstrous following, sold out the house to the tune of 14,000 folks. Reed came all the way from Washington, D.C. with a smile that wouldn’t quit. He was a bouncing bundle ready for whatever Ramirez had on the docket, at least he THOUGHT he was ready. Reed, no doubt, patterns himself after Mark (Too Sharp) Johnson another DC lefty, from the 90’s. As the crowd roared in anticipation of another beat down from their idol, the stage was set, with the winner fighting Amir Imam for the 140lb belt vacated by Terrence Crawford. At the bell, Ramirez stormed out as Reed wanted to box a bit from distance. Well, that wasn’t on Ramirez’s agenda, that’s for DAMN sure. After landing some savage body shots on Reed, Jose was already looking like he had an agriculture meeting at City Hall scheduled. Reed quickly found himself in a firefight and had only one recourse. He blazed back, catching the rampaging Ramirez with some hard counters. This was obviously gonna’ be brief. At the bell, ending the round, the crowd barely had time to settle in. Ramirez wasted no time in reestablishing himself, as he again forced Reed to the ropes, raking him with vicious body work and hard shots upstairs. Reed was in deep dooky and there was no escape as the crowd went berserk as their hero tormented the (not smilin’ ) Reed on the ropes, finally dropping him face down, ass up with a barrage of shots. Reed beat the count but was still on the receiving end of an all out assault. Ref Jack Reiss had no alternative BUT to rescue Reed, who was seemingly out on his feet. The time was 1:43 of the second round. Afterwards, Reed said it was a quick stoppage and he “knew what he was doing”. I did, too, he was getting the shit beaten outta’ him. This was a big win for Ramirez and NEXT, it’s him and Amir Imam, which should be a REAL thriller. Imam, lost only once, to Adrian Granados. I don’t know the back story on how he lost to Granados but he beats that guy nine outta’ ten times, IMO.