how did max baer die

There was always a strange element of cruelty to Baer the executioner, perhaps part imagined because his mainly closeted mean streak contrasted so jarringly with his madcap image. Curiously, Frankie’s seconds appeared to be similarly hypnotized by the crashing burst of violence. Braddock’s professional name was changed by his manager to The mystery where Max was concerned was what sparked him to those rare bursts of genius when he would suddenly erupt like an angry god and display all his thundering majesty.How great he could have been! This is a place to express and/or debate your boxing views. Finally some neurons fired in my head and I got it. Just about everyone was convinced they had seen the rebirth of the young Jack Dempsey. Did he have the mental fortitude to accompany his physical attributes? Was he still the ferocious young banger with the potential to write his name large into the history books? Frankie was suddenly trapped and would undoubtedly have fallen in normal circumstances from the big right cross that thundered off his chin.

You are a good writer and super knowledgeable. If we feel comments are offensive, the post will be deleted and continuing offenders will be blocked from the site. Bouts of lethargy would be broken by sustained attacks, in which he would lash out like a sleeping man who had just had a fly dropped in his mouth by a prankster. At one point in that memorable pier sixer, he stepped back and gave Tony a comical bow.The pressure was off Baer by that time and he had perfected the act with which he felt most comfortable: thunderous clouts with a smile. A fabulous analyses of one of the most colorful boxers the sport has ever produced.My comments dealing with this are that Ron Howard really ‘hit below the belt’ in portraying Max in Cinderella Man. Backhanded slaps and low punches would be excused with seemingly sincere apologies and embarrassed grins, only to be followed by vicious blows that exploded to head and body. He was very saddened by all of it even all those years later it posed a significant emotional wound.In our neighborhood Max was the epitome of kindness and a sweetheart to all especially the kids and their door was always open.My comments are about Cinderella Man as well and how cheaply Max was portrayed in it. He was enraged. That blow alone was believed to have knocked Campbell out, but many more blows followed. We can only theorize on how he felt about that.It was years before Max could talk about the fight in detail. The thrill we get from the precision punching of Joe Louis is offset by the knowledge that Baer could have done so much better before his anti-climatic surrender against Joe at Yankee Stadium.It is reckoned that Louis hit Max flush with some 250 shots to the jaw before the Clown Prince went down in the fourth round and tamely took the count, still looking fresh and thoroughly aware of his surroundings. Then, when they showed Buddy’s face while he was watching Toro “fight” Gus, that almost popped a woody for me. It’s nice to have people who know what I am talking about and share my interests.The backhand that Tony throws at the 1:54 mark on the video has to be seen to be believed.As Mike says, Max Baer was a thoroughly decent individual. Have to admit I had to think about that one a bit. As he turned, I aimed a right at his head, which caught him high on the jaw. I never half understood the man or his talent until I read this. Nothing much happened in the first four rounds of the fight, as Max and Frankie battled on even terms, taking two rounds each. He takes to the drink, stops shaving and showering and is never the same again.For various reasons, of course, our little scenario here can never happen. When I tried to move inside to get at his body, he pinned my arms against his sides. Must have been abducted by aliens at the time. But the trip to fantasyland does serve to remind us how Max Baer would fall from the sky like a bomb on today’s cripplingly complex and over-analytical society.God knows, Maxie was enough of a conundrum back in the simpler and more innocent times of his own era in the 1930s, when he would frequently answer the bell looking like Superman and behaving like Ollie Hardy.Why did Baer lose to Braddock? We want some salty language and good-natured exchanges. That was really obscure!

He was certainly a jarring and fascinating misfit, blessed or cursed (depending on one’s point of view) with a playful and mischievous mind that was eternally ill at ease in the mighty house of its Adonis-like body. This wasn’t an unusual demand from a referee in bygone days when assorted shenanigans were rife. Baer seemed impervious to the punishment as he continued to fight in spurts, often resembling a mildly bored man taking a stroll through tedious scenery.Schmeling displayed admirable resilience, and as the fight wore on one could understand his conviction that he had taken the cream of Baer’s Sunday best and could no longer be hurt. Going for the kill, he missed with some wild shots but then drove Schmeling to the ropes and connected with a couple of big punches to the head. Again, the former world champion took the punishment well, but then he found himself trapped in a corner at the end of the round as Baer opened up and fired away.

The warm glow we feel for Jim Braddock is tempered by the immense frustration of watching Baer leaking away his chance of joining the elite band of all-time heavyweights. There was no fluttering towel, no shouts and yells from them to stop the fight.The anguished cries to halt the slaughter came from the crowd of 15,000, aghast at the blood that pumped from Frankie’s nose and mouth before he finally hit the deck.A brawl had been expected between the two young Californian prospects and the rules had been relaxed accordingly.