Jimmy White, who was Julio Mederos' manager when Mederos knocked out Harold Johnson with the aid of a doped orange in Philadelphia three years ago.
Mushky McGee, a minor character around the IBC offices.
There were others. Bernie Glickman and Eddie Yawitz, co-managers of Akins, denied that they had been served.
A spokesman for Hogan, hinting that some tapped and taped pre-fight Garden telephone conversations may be heard by the grand jurors, said the subpoenas "may have had something to do with the betting on last night's fight but that would be secondary."
The subpoenas were a great surprise to Julius Helfand, the boxing commissioner who was appointed to clean up the sport in New York.
"If criminality is involved," Helfand said with commendable logic and composure, "it's a matter for the district attorney and the grand jury."
Only the other day Billy Brown and Mushky McGee were telling a sports columnist friend about how, from time to time, district attorneys had questioned them about mob influence in boxing and about the witty denials they had made to frustrate their questioners. This time, though, wit may not be appropriate. The subpoena holders will be under oath.
Tip to A&F
Abercrombie & Fitch, the venerable New York sporting goods firm, this month opened its newest campsite, a five-story building on San Francisco's Post Street with a copper-lined casting pool on the roof and a 50-foot target range in the basement.
While the finishing touches have not yet been completed—a beady-eyed rhino is undergoing plastic surgery on its left ear before being mounted over the gun mezzanine—A&F stood prepared, as always, to outfit a safari, aid in harpooning a whale (Greener harpoon gun, range 50 to 60 feet, $360) or supply a pair of 50¢ woven golf wristlets.