Rubin Hurricane Carter vs. Joey Giardello [HIGHLIGHTS] Eminem - Lose Yourself скачать в хорошем качестве

Rubin Hurricane Carter vs. Joey Giardello [HIGHLIGHTS] Eminem - Lose Yourself

Date/location: December 14, 1964, Convention Hall, Philadelphia Weights: Carter – 158½ pounds; Giardello – 160 Details: Carter’s 25th pro bout. Carter enters this fight with a 20-5 record. Giardello enters the bout with a 94-23-8 record. Result: Giardello UD 15 Carter’s comments: This fight was my big chance and what I dreamed about ever since I decided to become a prize fighter, a shot at the middleweight title. I knew all about this guy. He had 13 solid head-knocking years as a pro at this time and fought everybody who was anybody in the middleweight division, the best punchers and the slickest boxers. I drove down to Atlantic City in the winter of 1963 with my sparring partner (Ron Lipton) to watch Giardello take the title from Dick Tiger. That night I must admit, Giardello did not do a damn thing wrong in that ring. All I kept hearing from Ron was that Giardello was impossible to knock out and was only stopped on cuts twice by Carey Mace and Spider Webb, but a guy named Harold Green knocked him out with one left hook. He told me in camp my only chance in Philly was to stay on him for 15 rounds with all I got until I stopped him, or I would lose a decision there. When we signed for the fight, they made it for October 23rd in Vegas first. They shamefully shuttered me away on the other side of town in a place called the El Cortez. Giardello got to stay on The Strip at the Thunderbird, a much nicer place. I was the 7-5 favorite to take his title. Due to financial difficulties with the promotion it folded up and I felt I was at my peak and more than ready when the whole thing fell through. When I got to Philly (for the rescheduled bout two months later), the commission demanded I shave off my goatee. I look at the fighters today coming into the ring with a full beard and just shake my head at the memory. It was Joey’s home town and the Convention Center was packed with his fans I trained and paced myself to go 15 rounds for the first time. Joey stayed very far away from me in a wide legged stance. If I even moved or twitched a muscle he would jump back and jab. He could protect himself well and he took a hell of a punch. I pressed the fight for 15 rounds and busted his face up badly; he was cut and bruised but tough as nails and would not go down. Very hard to hit him solid but I did. At the end of the fight look at the photos of him and me, I did not have a mark on my face. I climbed out of the ring and one of the first guys I passed on the way to the dressing room was Harold Johnson, the great light heavyweight champion. He told me I won the fight hands down. My sparring partners came to my dressing room and it was a sad scene for me. I felt I won at least, and I do mean at least, 9 or 10 rounds and when Joey came on later in the fight he was landing a few body shots but he never hurt me once in the whole fight. People said all he did in the whole fight was that he turned me and I did not cut the ring off. They also said he landed a few body shots. Enough to retain his title? I say watch the fight again and I mean every single round. If I stayed still and did not move in the ring that night, there would be no fight. I did not need a giant scissor to cut the ring off. He was ring savvy and knew how to stay just barely out of my reach, but not enough. He won a unanimous decision and I respectfully disagree with the verdict. As the years went by, I would see Joey on occasion. The movie they made about me depicted that fight and the Griffith fight all wrong and the script was in the hands of the wrong people who wrote it, and who I had to divest myself from for a variety of reasons later in life. Giardello sued the movie company and I can’t say that I blame him. They had the wrong guy for the choreography. The fight chorography was horrible, but Denzel’s acting was great. I felt bad for Joey when I would see him as he was suffering horribly from pugilistic dementia, he could hardly speak. I told him he won the fight and that made him happy. Many people feel he did and that is OK, I just wish someone would sit down and watch every round again and show me how I won only three or four rounds according to those judges and the referee. If you hate me, feel I was guilty of a crime I did not commit that is OK too. I get that all the time. “He’s a murderer, a bum, a thug” and it will never end, but it has nothing to do with whether I won a fight or not. I watched the film of the fight many times and I am my own worst critic. I did more than enough to get the win, but that’s boxing and like the saying goes if I knock him out can I get a draw? As the years went by when anybody brings up the fight, I just tell them Joey won the decision fair and square. That makes them happy and they go away. What’s the point anymore? I tell them just make believe the black guy in the fight is not named Rubin Carter and then tell me who really won.