YORY BOY SCORES TKO; GARCIA-HERNANDEZ RULED 'NO CONTEST'

By George Elsasser
 


 

Veteran war horse Yory-Boy Campas of a now 101 kept appointments opened the Solo-Boxeo show in a scheduled ten round s/welter affair with novice Fernando Vela of 6-9-2, 3 KO’s infamy - no big surprise it never made it to the halfway mark. 

Was all Campas from the opening bell - a methodic exhibition of assorted combinations going to body and head - the younger Vela tried answering but never had the proverbial prayer.

Stanza two the Campas beat continues  - then, visiting hack in charge Rafael Ramos in need of attention gets into the act - a superfluous point deduction to Vela for low blow - the Ramos comedy upgrades to lunacy when in round three he repeats with another deduction.

Por que I thought … even a blind viewer could see former welter champion Campas needed no assistance - and Vela had about a chance of a snowball in hell in making it to deep water.

The Campas accuracy continues in round four - Ramos takes stanza off - Vela gives it a final futile offensive effort that sees most offerings missing the target and few that landed had no impact.

Round five it’s Campas picking up the pace and the Vela small arms fire out of ammo - with nothing being returned, Ramos finally gets something right when calling it no-mas at 1:26 mark.

Post Scripts: Yory Boy Campas (91-10, 73 KO) ~ age 36 - good news is at a now 101 kept appointments is still employable at the small venues - Bad news is while still capable of punching in combos there’s no sign of quickness in the deliveries. For now, it’s all about picking and choosing dance partners.
                       Fernando Vela (6-10-2, 3 KO) ~ age 26 - rap sheet speaks for itself - how Texas commission approved this pairing defies logic. Unhappy mother-in-law on the Lone Star State board?
                       
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Main event a scheduled welter battle for the IBA minor league strap - on paper this one showed promise. Freddy Hernandez 23-1, 18 KO’s facing Roberto Garcia 24-2, 17 KO’s - toss in respective ages of 28-27 it reads a Mexican standoff. 

Opens with neither displaying much in skills department - Hernandez the quicker movement and Garcia the plodder - then late in stanza two it’s Garcia changing to southpaw stance - fires a looping left hand to the jaw and Hernandez is down. Beats the count as round ends.

Round three a strange one with Garcia performing with confidence and Hernandez searching for fire exit - then inadvertent meeting of the minds results in Freddy cut to right eyelid. Instantly turns away from Garcia in protest while seeking help.

Now we get a Brownsville, Texas  boxing version of Tinkers-Evers-Chance - this one goes Hernandez to Laurence Cole to house quack medicine man - the decision maker a Hernandez claim of lost vision.

Enters the books as “No Contest” since it hadn’t gone past four rounds - sounds here the Hernandez corner saw its charge coming up a loser had it continued.

Closing comments: Garcia (24-2-1NC, 17 KO) ~ age 27 - to his credit he comes to fight - tough customer but will be in deep dung if stepping up in competition. Much too slow and the power reflected in win-loss department a half-truth at best.
                                   Hernandez (23-1-1NC, 18 KO) ~ age 28 - not sure, but maybe that cherry lollipop in his mouth during ring entrance and intros, is the problem. Wearing shorts and sucking candy on a stick sort of hints of “rest of the story.”
The knockdown was legit when surprised by the Garcia left hand from the port side - the complaining to Cole about alleged infractions a subtle clue to what followed the clashing of heads. Suspect the lost vision affected a less than strong ticker as well.

Referees report: Laurence Cole (yes, that Laurence Cole) actually, the better of the two on this night - still, it’s terminal. Had no big impact on outcome since medic had no choice but stopping this one when fighter says he cannot see out of eye.
                         Rafael Ramos (could be wrong, but believe he once worked the NYC scene) - have seen him before but never as bad as last night’s Campas-Vela mismatch. Attitude doesn’t come close - hinted of “homer” in only having eyes on Vela.

GEL   -

12-1-07           


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