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Harold Blackshear

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Name: Harold Blackshear
Career Record:click
Alias: Jim Buckley
Nationality: US American
Birthplace: Monterrey, Mexico
Hometown: San Francisco, California, USA
Stance: Orthodox
Height: 6′ 1″
Trainer:Dolph Thomas

 

Oakland Tribune
18 January 1940
WALKER STOPS BLACKSHEAR
IN THRILLING NINTH ROUND
Monterey Negro Floored Three Times
Before Referee Stops Slashing Battle


No one is to blame for Harold Blackshear's plight but Harold himself. Had the Monterey Negro emulated Al Jolson and asked Sonnyboy to sit upon his knee and listen to a lullaby, all might have gone well.

But, no. Blackshear wanted to play rough. Sonnyboy Walker Fell into the spirit of the occasion, and as a result Harold was kayod with a  Beautiful finality in the ninth round of last night's Auditorium main event.
FIGHT FANS UPSET

Walker was supposed to be a heavyweight with a weak chin. And Blackshear the fellow with the cast iron point. As late as today noon some of the spectators couldn't understand exactly what had happened or why They believed the entire circumstance was a case of mistaken identity, or something. But Sonnyboy Walker could understand it. Because he realized he was the first man to knock out Blackshear in the latter's combined amateur and professional ring career.

Offered a fight with Francis Jacques next Wednesday night, on the supposition the French heavyweight now in Los Angeles is available for service. Walker voiced a quick, "Sure."

WALKER IN SHAPE

Sonnyboy, the dominant figure in one of the best heavyweight brawls witnessed here in months, emerged from the fracas all in a piece. His hands apparently were okay and there wasn't a slash or a bruise on his good looking features worthy of mention. The knockout of the heretofore invulnerable Blackshear was as unexpected as it was dramatic. Even though the faster, smarter Walker had outboxed the aggressive Negro for the eight preceding rounds, the $1683 worth of fans were confident the bout would go the distance.

But the ninth was only seconds old when Walker lashed forth with a combination left and right to Blackshear's exposed button, and the recipient, with a dazed expression in his eyes, deflated slowly against the ropes.

Up at the count of seven, Blackshear was chased to an opposite corner by an implacable Walker. A long right clicked against Blackshear's chin, and he collapsed. He took eight, and arose through sheer instinct, A third devastating right hand was awaiting him. He dropped like a pole axed steer, on his face and out like a light.

There was no need for Referee Jimmy Duffy to count over the stricken warrior. And it was all of four minutes before Blackshear, following first-aid by his attendants, was able to stand on uncertain legs, his eyes glazed with incomprehension. The smart boys of the betting ring who throng the west end of the arena were taken to the cleaners on that one. And the chumps
cleaned up .There never was a moment during the fight when Walker didn't have the situation well in hand. Off his showing against Blackshear, Walker can linger in Oakland.

End

Oakland Tribune 18 December 1940
Negro Unhurt;
Asks Rematch
Jim Jeffries, Ex-Champ, on Hand to Referee Preliminary



Three separate and distinct schools of thought exist today as the aftermath of last night's fight show. One school believes Buddy Baer, all 241 pounds of him, is a distinct burn, despite his third round technical knockout of Harold Blackshear at the Auditorium.

Another is confident Blackshear is a hooligan because he displayed certain symptoms of extreme panic when tagged a couple of times, and not too stiffly, on the button in the final frame.

The third, probably the most opinionated and vociferous of all, is convinced Referee Frankie Carter, imported from San Francisco for a main event acted hastily in halting the bout.

If this writer were asked to enroll in one of the three schools he would hesitate momentarily . . . and then matriculate in the "Carter-is-all wet" group with certain reservations.

DIDN'T HAVE A CHANCE

Carter may have been hasty in raising Baer's hand with the round having only 15 seconds to go, and  Blackshear seemingly hurt in no department more important than his feelings, but it was evident the Negro heavyweight from Monterey in the long run, didn't have an outside chance with the little brother of Max Baer, former heavyweight champion of the world.

Naturally, there is no way of proving the contention, but I'm convinced had Buddy honestly and truly wanted to get the job over with in a hurry, he could have flattened Blackshear in the first round. Buddy will deny it. In fact he denied it last night in the dressing room.

BOBBING BOTHERED HIM

His hair tousled,  his face covered with a two day beard, the younger Baer gravely said: "Blackshear's bobbing and weaving style bothered me those first two rounds. Not until I started the tame tactics was I able to connect solidly. with Harold's jaw.

"But he was a tough, game kid while it lasted,"

Buddy was being generous about the matter ... because not until the third round did he really bear down and start punching, and once he connected solidly with Blackshear
chin the end was in sight.

It was a combination left hook and right to the button which started Blackshear on a wild eyed retreat along the ropes and into a neutral corner where Referee Carter, convinced the Negro was at the end of his string, hastily stepped between the combatants and hoisted Buddy's hand.

THOMAS COMPLAINS

Blackshear may have been partially groggy  immediately before Carter's act of mercy, but the mental haze was vigorously denied in the dressing room by Dolph Thomas, Harold's trainer.
Thomas was voluble in his protest against Carter's halting the match  "My fighter," squawked the veteran trainer, "wasn't hurt. We want to fight Buddy Baer again." There wasn't an abrasion an Blackshear's good looking pan. Somehow, an observer gained the impression Blackshear wasn't exactly unhappy the episode had ended.

BAER STARTS SLOWLY

Buddy, towering over his opponent, for two rounds seemed content to jab, with a certain apathy,at Harold's features, while the Negro pummeled the midriff of Buddy in a manner which did no damage but brought wild yells of exultation from the large crowd. Baer's left glove burst late in the first round and a delay between frames was required while a mitten was fitted to the ham-like hand of the California heavyweight. Close observers may have noticed when the third stanza started the apathetic delivery characteristic of Baer in the first and second rounds. was abandoned for a style which  seemed to say :

"That's all there is, Blackshear, there isn't any more "

Opening that final paragraph. Buddy went into a partial crouch, shortened his punches and early scored with rights and lefts to Blackshear's face The Negro's nose was bleeding in the canto.

NEGRO IN RETREAT

Purely on the defensive, and in a headlong retreat, Blackshear's willingness to call it a night was evident even before Buddy clipped him with a combination punch which sent him skittering along the ropes and into a corner, where he adopted a pose of self protection as Referee Carter rushed in to save him from some real punishment.

Two of the heavyweight greats of a former day, Jim Jeffries, one time heavyweight champion and Tom Sharkey , a Jeffries nemesis , were among the principals of last nights ring fest.