Last noche’s Telefutura Solo-Boxeo series visited tank town
Monroesville, PA to offer serious fight fans a peek at WBO #1
featherweight contender Monty Meza-Clay in with Omar Lizarraga
of mediocre 16-4-1, 12 KO’s credentials.
And all went as choreographed - the Meza-Clay jump start
translated to a eye-catching quickie, with the Rankin, PA,
five-two dynamo dispatching his opponent at the 1:31 mark of
the opening stanza.
Lizarraga of Tijuana, Mexico had the height-reach advantages
that come with a 5’7 vs. 5’2 - but then again, them stats only
count when reading a respective rap sheet - or, more to the
truth, when the taller one is still upright.
Opening bell saw the all-business Meza-Clay protecting the
recently elevated top spot just below WBO champion Steve
Luevano - always animated while working from a crouch, but on
this outing the head movement, as he brought it to his prey in
bob-n-weave fashion was quicker than the norm - and made for a
tough target.
The finish arrived at halfway mark of numero uno when Monty
followed a barrage of power punches from both sides -
left-hooks found the target, and then the closer - a right
uppercut followed by a hurting left hook to the body doing the
major damage.
Lizarraga dropped to the canvas and remained in sitting
position while awaiting referee Rick Steigerwald to complete
the simple math - only after hearing “TEN” did the victim begin
climbing to his feet.
Post Scripts:
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Meza-Clay (28-1, 19 KOs) ~ age 27 - fan friendly
in style - offsets taller foes height-reach with impressive
bob-n-weave approach. The WBO bauble property of Luevano is
within reach - other shareholders (WBC) Linares; (WBA) Chris
John; (IBF) Robert Guerrero would make for hot entertainment via
unification were Monty successful in WBO title shot.
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Omar Lizarraga (16-5-1, 12 KO) ~ age 32 -
was never in this one from opening bell - looked resigned, and
when not seeing fire exit in sight did next best thing by
sitting out the count.
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Referee: Rick Steigerwald ~ no rookie …
handled the Lizarraga weak protest over the ten-count,
by quickly waving it off with trace of contempt in the body
language. Good on all counts.