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BLOOD, SWEAT AND CHEERS
Bruce Newman
September 25, 1978
Looking at it strictly from a boxer's point of view, the nice thing about fighting a preliminary bout on a world heavyweight championship card is that, if you should happen to stink out the joint, there's a pretty good chance that no one but the immediate family will know about it. Prelims are usually the part of the show where a lot of guys named Vito slug it out in anonymity while electricians wander around ringside trying to figure out why the P.A. system isn't working. But last Friday night in New Orleans, with the world looking on, the prelim guys performed like a bunch of champions. Which is precisely what they were.
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September 25, 1978

Blood, Sweat And Cheers

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Rossman opened a small cut over Galindez' right eye in the first round and then jabbed insistently at the champion's forehead, tearing at the scar tissue until it was soft and pulpy. In the final minute of Round 6 Rossman landed a crunching blow that sent a rivulet of blood squirting down Galindez' face from his right eyebrow. For five more rounds Rossman pounded away at his target, then in the 12th Galindez seemed to sense the enormity of his predicament and struggled desperately to knock Rossman out. Holding on when he could, Galindez leaned his head heavily on Referee Carlos Berrocal's shoulder during one of the breaks, leaving a red mess on the official's white shirt. One round later the fight was stopped, and Rossman, who bills himself as the "Jewish Bomber"—he has a Star of David tattooed on his right calf—was celebrating in his corner with some members of the immediate family. Even when there are a couple of hundred million people around the world looking in, it's nice when a prelim guy has got his family around.

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