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SHOWMAN
out having a chance to fight. That was bad psychology under any circumstances and particularly unfortunate in view of the jittery way he felt about Fitzsimmons. And that wasn't the only way we missed the boat this trip. The new agreement put the whole promotion in Stuart's hands, movie rights and all, leaving only fifty percent of all profits to be split half to Fitz and half to Corbett. In other words, the new deal left us without a face card in our hand.
But we had to play the round out, so we trekked to Carson City and set up training quarters. As soon as we got there, Corbett began to show signs of a dismaying change. Day by day he grew crankier and jumpier and harder to handle. It wasn't only me he had stumped— it was just as bad for Billy Delaney, the third member of the triumvirate that had trained Corbett since before the Sullivan fight. The only person who could do anything with Corbett was Judge Lawler, an old friend of his from the Olympic Club in San Francisco, who had turned up in camp to renew the friendship. The Judge meant well, but he knew very little about boxing, nothing at all compared with a professional trainer like Delaney, and it was only luck when his suggestions made any sense at all. Corbett had already lost his fight two weeks before he ever stepped into the ring. The psychological load he was carrying was bad enough without adding the handicap of inadequate training.
In my eagerness to keep Jim in fine mental fettle,
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