12 Sports Aces, January 1943 — page 79: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

No Crowns for the Asking By Ned Cady For the fans’ money, there is only one kind of champton—the kind that takes the crown instead of having it handed to him. Costantino in the Garden. It was the only bout in months which had a crown laid on the — and the fans were out in force, Round one. The men came out of their corners. Costantino was just a_ kid, Wright almost old enough to be his grandfather. Wright went into his per- fect stance; that sweet leg action of his which lets him hit with all he has but box with such restful ease that he might as well be sitting in an armchair. Young Costantino out-bobbed, out- ducked, out-danced, out-weaved, out-ev- erything but out-hit Wright. Twice they got into clinches, and twice Wright near- CU costa WRIGHT faced Lulu ly murdered Lulu with left uppe: cuts. Round two. Same thing. | Round after round. Same thing. Wright close to the ropes, circling on a pivot, facing his foe. Young Costantino covering more ground than crab grass does on the prairie, but never tempting Wright into a false move. At the start of the fight the fans were nearly all with Costantino. A few of the loyal Harlem delegation were yelling, “We'll fight all night with Wright!” But the hearts of the crowd always are with the youngster in the ring; America is built that way. After the third round, all but side who bet on Costantino were with (F@ COMMCEOOOKXS