New York, Jan. 30.
When promoter Mike Jacobs of the 20th Century Club, Hippodrome, Madison Square Garden and points west, was informed that the National Boxing Association still persisted in naming beer-guzzling Tony Galento as the No. 1 heavyweight challenger, he clocked his store teenth and said, "Those guys are punchy."
Promoter Jacobs did not scream as he gave off this shrewed observation. He had done his screaming on this subject a couple of days before. That was the occasion when Wales' gift to American wild life—particularly the flora and fauna of the night clubs—had suggested that he, Master Tommy Farr, be matched with barrel-bodied Galento.
Jacobs shrieked, at that time, "T don't want Galento. I'm trying to run a boxing business—this year, next year and for the years to come. I'm not putting on any Philadelphia bouts. Let Galento go out and beat some top-flight heav we can give N. B. A. Ratings "Within 24 hours after Jacobs had shouted his distrust of Galento, the N. B. A. quarterly ratings were placed before him. And he saw the "Christ-
My Neck!"
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