I love attending boxing matches. On a hot night on August 2, 1980, I attended a great fight card at Joe Louis Arena in Detroit. On the card were two championship fights, Thomas "The Hitman" Hearns vs Welterweight Champion Pipino Cuevas, the "King of the Welterweights" at 29-0 and lightweight Hilmer Kenty vs Lightweight champ Ernesto Espana. The undercard was populated by fighters from the Kronk Gym in Detroit that included one white guy, Mickey Goodwin, who also won his fight.
Calling the fight for ABC was the immortal Howard Cosell, with commentary by Greg Page, a heavyweight contender at that time. Joe Louis was sitting in his wheelchair at ringside. I felt bad for Joe at the time. The IRS was still after him, and he had just suffered a debilitating stroke.
A boxing match is a sight to behold. The majesty of the spectacle, the ambiance, the crowd and the anticipation of the moment was worth the price of admission. The crowd was electric and was raucous and noisy throughout the night as the hometown Kronk boys, led by their manager Emanuel Steward, himself an amateur champ, led a procession of fighters, including the aforementioned Mickey Goodwin, through the preliminary fights. The arena was dark and the ring was bathed in such bright light that the ring seemed to glow. The ring girls, all 10s and 9s, were clothed strippers from Jason's Lounge in Windsor There were also beautiful girls, dressed to kill, that seemed to walk to the john unceasingly during the fight. I guess, anything to be seen on tv.
Hearns' fight came up first. Hearns was a freak of nature. He had the height (6'2") and reach (78") of a heavyweight but he was only 147 lbs. He towered over the champ Pipino Cuevas. The bell rang and the first round began. Hearns came out and pummelled Cuevas with several lefts and rights in the first round that one could tell hurt Cuevas. In the second round, Hearns put Cuevas away with a smashing right to the noggin that turned Cuevas' legs to jelly. The crowd went nuts. He slumped to the floor and was easily counted out. Hearns was the WBA welterweight champ, embarking on a 61-5-1 career. He was ready to hammer his nemesis, the brash Ray Leonard, or so we thought.
Hearns would have a good career but could not take a hard shot, losing to journeyman Iran Barkley and champ Marvin Hagler, and of course, to Ray Leonard, among others, by TKO, in subsequent fights.
Also, on that card, Hilmer Kenty, a lightweight, knocked out champ Ernesto Espana in the 9th round,though the crowd was somewhat more subdued to this point, especially after the energy expended watching their hometown hero, Thomas Hearns. Kenty, not a particularly hard puncher, eluded the turtle-like Espana for the whole fight. Although it was a championship fight, Kenty seems to overmatch Espana considerably. Kenty also won a WBA belt that night.
The only analogy one could make for the excitement and elation I felt that night could be the adrenaline zap one gets playing exciting video games like Call of Duty, with constant non-stop heart-stoppiing action.