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SHOWMAN
the paper the other day that a print of that film is still in existence in a New York film-museum— well, if the last round fits the other twenty-four, it wasn't Tom Sharkey's idea of how to behave. Of course, it's not impossible that he was trying to take a leaf out of my book and use the movies to prove something damaging to his opponent.
Later that same year Jim Corbett came to me and begged me to fix him up a fight with Jeffries.
"I know I haven't got a chance, Bill," he said. "I'm out of shape and I've been out of the ring too long. But I need the money and that's the truth. We'll draw a big house and the loser's end is good enough for me."
Well, I knew he needed the money and the rest of it was just common sense, so I believed him. That was how I was really innocent of what did begin to look like a deception of Jeffries. Without my knowing anything about it, Corbett had been working out in a gymnasium at Lakewood, N. J., for six months, licking himself into incredibly fine shape for a man halfway through his thirties. After he set up his training-camp, rumors about his splendid condition began to circulate in the sporting world and in consequence our camp was full of uneasy suspicions. To make the situation worse, Jeffries had been taking sparring lessons from Tommy Ryan, the middleweight, who was almost as smooth a performer as Corbett in his best days— and Jeff and Ryan between them got the idea that Jeff was going to outspar Corbett, beat him at his own game.
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