The 5'10", 168-pound Hall spent three years as an American Gladiator. Under her stage name, Dallas, she spent her evenings rough-and-tumbling on TV and in one of sports' nethermost reaches, Gladiator dinner theater. She took more punishment last year while winning the professional Tough-woman World Championship, in which fighters race through 60-second rounds. After that she spent two months in TV's roller derby remake, Rollerjam.
Hall also has an impressive track record as a bar brawler. "If you're a built chick, you get bothered," explains Hall, who estimates she's been in at least 15 saloon scuffles, mostly with men. Last year she spent a night in jail and paid a $200 fine in Bay City, Mich., after a beer-soaked punch-up with a male bouncer. Next came 35 days in a Florida county jail after she'd piled up too many unpaid speeding tickets for drag racing her motorcycle.
Last July, Hall lost her cornerman, Cody Koch, when he was killed in a bar fight in Saginaw County, Mich. In October her close friend and sparring partner Manny Niguera committed suicide. "I'd never been so close to death before," Hall says. "My fire just went out." Her eventful year left little time for training, but by last Friday she'd regained her fire, if not her timing. In her first fight in 12 months she gave Taylor all she could handle. In the ninth round Hall led on one judge's card and was tied on the other two when she put her glove to her face and said, "Wait, I can't breathe." After she cleared her nose of blood, referee Elmo Adolph stopped the fight.
Hall may take up an offer from the WWF to wrestle professionally. "Late in the fight I realized I didn't like what I was doing," she says. "Plus, there's no money in women's boxing." She does have a match scheduled for May 25, when she'll marry construction worker Justin Feliciano. "My nose will heal by then," she says. Meanwhile Feliciano proves his love by kissing her battered face.
Danger: Men Relaxing
You got your Ironman triathlon and your Raid Gauloises, but for sheer danger there's nothing like spring training. Last week the Mets' Brian McRae took off running and a chunk of a tooth flew out of his mouth. Phillies ace Curt Schilling suffered back spasms, an injury that Phils manager Terry Francona blamed on too much standing around. "I told them they'd be standing around a lot," said Francona, perhaps annoyed because Schilling had all winter to work on his loitering. Still ahead was Week 2, with the strains of stretching, toe touching and live BP.
Abducted in Acapulco
News of a Kidnapping
Mexicans were shocked when Alvaro Campos, father of national soccer team goalkeeper Jorge Campos, was kidnapped on Feb. 16 by eight armed bandits. The younger Campos immediately flew home from a tournament in Hong Kong. His six brothers and sisters comforted their mother while Jorge shuttled between Acapulco and Mexico City, where he worked out with his Mexican league team, UNAM.
Kidnappings have become routine in Mexico. At least 1,500 occurred last year, with ransoms ranging from hundreds of dollars to tens of millions. "This country has always been beautiful, a paradise," says national team midfielder Alberto García Aspe, decrying the government's inability to curb the billion-dollar kidnapping industry. "Now sec what it's becoming." Claudio Sánchez, one of Campos's World Cup teammates, vows to move his family to the safely of the U.S.
After holding Alvaro for six days, his captors released him near a highway outside Acapulco. "They kept him in the mountains," says Jorge, who will not discuss whether ransom was paid, for fear of encouraging other kidnappers. "He was treated well, thank god. They gave him sandwiches and water."