"Something like this will require thinking," Rademacher said and went off to pack for a visit to his native Yakima Valley and a trip to New York, on Youth Unlimited business, next week. After that, back to Columbus, Georgia, where this astounding enterprise was hatched, and where he will devote himself to more hatching.
AVOIDING A TARNISH
Any attempt to evaluate Rademacher as a boxer in professional ranks would fault him on a score of points. He lacks, for one thing, the staying power of a professional. It would take a year of intensive training, with occasional four-and six-round bouts, to get him in shape for serious main event competition. (The Patterson fight was a romantic adventure.) Acceptance of an IBC fight would not, therefore, be Rademacher's wisest move. Retiring now, he has a national reputation as a remarkable and respected figure in sport, a man who has made history. To be defeated once more by a professional—and he would almost certainly be defeated, if only by the simple device of staying away from his punch until he tired—could tarnish his accomplishment, make sordid a splendid achievement.
Tommy Loughran, a man who should know, thinks he should retire.
As for Floyd Patterson, still heavyweight champion of the world, he is entitled to a bit of rest and enjoyment of the comforts of home, wife and children. The ascetic life of the champion has given him almost none of this in the past year. Most of it has been spent in training or on tour.
"I'll take a month off," Floyd said, "then go back to the training camp."
His last act before breaking camp at Star Lake was to turn loose a couple of garter snakes he had captured and kept as pets in a glass jug, taking them out from time to time to fondle them between sparring sessions and roadwork. Aside from reunion with his wife and children, he is now looking forward to renewal of an old friendship with his two monkeys.
Patterson does not expect to fight again this year, but Cus D'Amato is pondering some offers which might change that.