News Item: Bad weekend for bullies as Ayala and Chavez bite the
Now if only the New York Yankees had held onto
their Saturday night lead
against the Minnesota Twins, it would’ve been the perfect
First on Friday night on ESPN2, convicted
two-time rapist Tony “El Disgratiata” Ayala get his face
bashed in by Yory Boy Campas, and was last seen at the end of the
eight round sitting on his stool, both eyes swollen almost shut,
crying like he was the one who was being raped. No sympathy from
this reporter here. I’ll save that for the two woman Ayala
sexually attacked and brutally beat to a pulp.
Saturday night we were treated to the
delightful scene of another bully
getting his just desserts. No, Julio Caesar Chavez is not a
criminal like Ayala. Chavez was once a great fighter, maybe a
little bit overrated, who has spent the last seven years crying
about one imagined slight after another. We all saw Chavez get
beat by Pernell Whitaker, only to have the judges corrupted by
Dung King, score the fight a draw. Then Oscar De la Hoya
brutalized Chavez not once, but twice. And Frankie Randall also
beat Chavez twice, but was only officially give one win due to
more of Dung King’s chicanery.
But did Chavez ever give credit to his
Nada. Humility and common courtesy have never
been two of Chavez’ finer
traits. Chavez has been uncommunicative and downright surly
to the American
press, which represents the American paying public. Only to his
fellow Mexicans has Chavez shown any attempt at rapport.
So this reporter sat back with a brew, or two
Saturday night expecting to see on Showtime Television Chavez
receiving the same sort of beating Ayala had received the night
before. And thanks to transported Russian, now Australian, Kostya
Tszyu, I was definitely not disappointed.
Truthfully, this was a fight that should
never have happened in the first place. Senator John McCain
tried hard to stop the fight from taking place in his home state
of Arizona. He even went so far as penning a letter to Governor
Jane Hull in June, asking her to keep this mismatch out of
But bucks talk and bullspit walks. So Dung
King was able to finagle the fight anyway and garner Chavez a $1.2
million purse, which with Dung King’s arithmetic, means Chavez,
if lucky, maybe got half a mil, with the Dungster pocketing all
From the first minute, it was obvious Chavez
was in way over his head. Tszyu was clearly the stronger man,
tossing Chavez to the canvas twice like a limp rag doll. The
best punches Chavez landed all night were south of the Republic of
Georgia, forcing the referee Bobby Ferrara to penalize Chavez one
point after about the seventh low blow.
In round five, Tszyu beat a tattoo on
Chavez’ progressively swollen mug. When the round ended, Chavez
went back to his corner and slumped in his stool. He shook his
head and seemed to be saying, “Is $1.2 million really only half
In round six, a chopping Tszyu right
deposited Chavez face first on all fours. Chavez again shook his
head at the canvas. And when he got to his feat, Tszyu shook
Chavez’ head a few more times for him with punishing lefts
and rights, before the ref stopped the slaughter, just about the
same time Chavez’ cornerman was heading up to the ring waving
the white towel of No Mas. The pro-Chavez faction in the crowd,
voiced their displeasure by raining the ring with cups of Cerveza.
Chavez was their macho hero, and nothing less than Chavez being
carried out of the ring on a stretcher would please this motley
crew of vulgarians and fools.
After the fight, Jim Gray interviewed Chavez
in the ring, while Chavez’ young son’s head was buried in his
beaten father’s chest. Would Chavez now give some credit to the
man who just handed him his head? Nope. Instead, Chavez muttered
inanities like, “I apologize to the Spanish people and I
apologize to Don King.”
For what? For not letting Dung King steal
his entire purse for the fight?
Chavez, now officially 103-5-2, also
said, "It looks like the time for me to retire." But
don’t bet your bodega on that one.
Guaranteed, Chavez and Dung King have a
farewell fight for Chavez planned in Mexico, to give both one huge
final payday. And also guaranteed, the opponent won’t be as
tough as the Challupa Chihuahua. He’ll probably be some Mexican
cab driver, the same type of opponent Chavez fought to get his
first sixty wins, out of the probing eye of American television.
Ayala and Chavez beaten like pinatas on the
same weekend. Life just a bowl of cherries, and this weekend’s
two losers are truly just the pits.
Pass the champagne. It’s time to