He also said that he might move up into the bantamweight division. Even finely trained, he barely came in under the 122-pound limit against Perez. There is the further consideration that in this day of the full dinner pail there are fewer and fewer areas of the world where men grow small enough to qualify as flyweights. One of these places is Japan, where Kingpetch's next defense will most likely be made. After that he will await an NBA elimination tournament for a successor to the retired bantam title-holder, Jose Becerra. He will challenge the survivor.
Meanwhile, his clear-cut ascendancy leaves boxing firmly in the clutches of the pure in heart. A Mormon elder is middleweight champion; a convert to Catholicism is heavyweight champion; a onetime Buddhist priest is flyweight champion. There is no bantamweight champion but, with the trend the way it is in the manly art these days, chances are he will be someone who is good to his grandmother, takes up the collection in church, needs a passport to travel in the U.S.—and who owes his success to the secrets his mentor learned in long, blasphemous afternoons in Stillman's Gym.