Dick Tiger 163 lbs beat Rubin Carter 159 lbs by UD in round 10 of 10
Date: 1965-05-20
Location: Madison Square Garden, New York, New York, USA
Richard Ihetu
Tiger was a 12 to 5 favorite.
A crowd of 9,785 produced a gate of $37,790.
Tiger made approximately $10,000 and Carter $7,500.
"Tiger is a great fighter," Carter said after the fight. "He just whipped me good."
"I want either middleweight champion Joey Giardello or light heavyweight champion Jose Torres," Tiger said following his victory. "I don't care which one as long as I get a title fight."
Tiger was a whole different ballgame. When I was in prison before, I used to dream of fighting all the middleweights and what the result would be. I knocked them all out in my dreams except Dick Tiger. I won a decision over him.
One of my friends who became a pro referee told me that I doubted myself in that fight because of that dream and carried it into the ring with me. I disagree. Tiger just beat the hell out of me. It was the worst beating I ever took in or out of the ring. No excuses, he was the better man that night.
At the weigh in I stared up at him while he was on the scale. I was sizing him up with bad intentions. He looked down at me and smiled friendly and sincerely at me. He was one seasoned war dog and he was cool as ice, confident, polite, and respectful to everyone including me.
I saw most of his fights and he was as strong, dangerous and tough as God could make a fighter. When I met him before our fight, he was always a gentleman to me. It showed me an inner strength and integrity about him and when I sized him up physically at the weigh in and added that to it all, I knew this would be my toughest fight. He looked extremely sturdy and solid.
I saw him beat the absolute dog s__t out of (Gene) Fullmer, (Florentino) Fernandez, Jose Gonzalez and Henry Hank. His left hook was vicious to the head or body and he seemed to eat pain like candy. I still felt I could take him and trained hard for the fight.
In the second round, he moved in close to me and torqued his body to his left winding up on the hook. I made one mistake, which cost me the whole fight and bought me an ass whipping I will never forget. Instead of pivoting out of there away from his left hook, I took a half step straight back onto my rear leg, I had nowhere to go from there and as I pulled back he cracked me on the jaw with his killer left hook.
Tiger drops Carter.
The punch was so solid and hard it sent a bolt of white lightning down to my feet. When it landed I saw instant darkness and the next thing I knew I was looking up at the referee from the canvas. It snapped me back into every flashbulb at ringside popping off in my face.
The referee was counting loudly in my face and I made it up to fight, I could hear the crowd screaming for him to finish me off. That is when Tiger beat the hell out of me. He was getting every single punch, rights and lefts, and I mean hard shots right onto my face and jaw. Around my gloves, through my gloves over my gloves and my legs gave out and down I went again from another left hook.
When I got up, I thought the referee stopped the fight, I did not hear the bell the crowd was screaming so loud. He tried sending me to the wrong corner and corrected himself. I made it back to my corner after feeling like I got hit by a truck and somehow I came out for the third round.
I made it to the fourth round and Tiger squared off with me, he went into a crouch and then he threw a long slow right hand which fell short and he stepped in behind it like lightning with a short left hook. I could see it coming but my mind was sending signals to my legs, but the messages were not arriving, and he caught me flush.
He smashed me to the canvas with it and I don’t mean just knocked me down but smashed me down and I knew if I made it up I would have to keep moving to clear my head. In the seventh round I caught him with two of my hardest punches that I had left in my arsenal. It rocked him and he dipped from the shots and I have watched it on film. I thought I pulled it out with a counter-punching KO but he took it like nothing and kept coming.
I stayed away from him and was still numb from the knockdowns which kept me dizzy for hours after the fight. I kept fighting back and stayed in the pocket with him slipping shots and countering, but he was a force. He won a unanimous decision and deserved it.
After the fight, he put his arm around me and smiled at me like he did at the weigh in. When Dick Tiger smiles in your direction an ass whipping is not far away. He was the toughest son of a bitch of them all.
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