By José Sulaimán
The Boxer’s Lot!
I have mentioned many times that the boxer comes from the poorest cribs.
He has no money and no education. The few who want to study are not welcome in schools. Thus they face the closed doors of various social strata and are released into the street.
Some of these young people feel they have fists of iron and the heart of a lion and many pursue boxing. The others decide to live in the streets … to fall into the jaws of crime and violence. As there is no work – they have no choice.
The boxer, especially when he or she begins, is very noble and pure-hearted the ring. Perhaps their poverty makes them see that boxing is a helping hand from those who hunger and lack the time to thank. It’s always this way, until TV arrived with its fame and money.
This week I was visited by a manager who told me that his fighter wanted to leave him. That he was his manager for more than 10 years, but now that the fighter is emerging, a foreign promoter has offered pearls of the moon to get what he wants. This happens a lot. The loyalty lasts until the mercenaries come. They don’t care about the cost of 10 years of sacrifice and dedication to form an idol.
There dies loyalty and respect for those who formed the fighters. But it is also worth thinking about how short the profession of a boxer really is. Normally it lasts 10 to 15 years. No more! So they have a point in that if their trainers can’t give them what they need, then they have to be put aside.
But there must be an authority to intervene or prevent harm to those who made the fighter. Where is that authority? It does not exist. The boxing commissions are autonomous by law and no one is interested in improving the law.
The boxers from a big city will go to a small one to get what big commissions won’t concede.
But the issue does not end there. The boxer starts very poor. And how does it end? Well, the same … very poor! About the great cruiserweight champion J.C. Gomez – a marvelous champion.
Someone tells me that at the time he promoted him, Gomez asked for $1000 US. He returned the next day for a thousand more. Asked why, he replied that he had lost the game and wanted more. He also lost the next thousand because he went to play to recover what he’d frittered away.
My dear friend “Mantequilla” Napoles once lost $ 30,000 in a game. When asked him why he did that, he answered that he was a king and wanted to live like one, no matter if he would end up being what he was when kid – a poor man.
Now many people in the WBC have united to keep changing the sport, but there’s still a lot to do. We hope promoters also unite to make this change. and we can keep improving this amazing sport that we love.
Thanks for reading my thoughts.