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The Boxing Biographies Newsletter

Volume 3- No 6   12th  Nov ,  2008


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Name: Harry Mizler
Career Record:
Nationality: British
Hometown: St George's, London, United Kingdom
Born: 1913-01-22
Died: 1990-00-00
Age at Death: 76


Adaptation of articles published 1952, Boxing News.

THE Perfect Fighting Machine descends on us so very occasionally yet, when he does, the tendency is to take him for granted.

During the past half century who has there been worthy of that exalted title ?.  In the United State Mickey Walker, Joe Louis, Henry Armstrong and Ray Robinsoon. Over here Jimmy Wilde, Jim Driscoll, Kid Lewis, Benny Lynch and Randolph Turpin, while the Continent has contributed the tragic Marcel Cerdan.

Yet one finds the task of selecting the greatest boxers, from a class field, comparable to finding the sweetest fruit in a box of fresh strawberries.

There have been thousands of fighters from every weight division who have reached championship class. Men who have won titles, others who have never been given their deserved opportunity, and youngsters whom fate has, treated  cruelly.


And for every career, there is a story worthy of inclusion in the long history of boxing's annals.

The burning question that constantly remains unanswered is . . . What

qualifications are required to raise the good boxer into the immortal class ?

Michaelangelo once wrote:

" Trifles make perfection, and Perfection is no trifle."

But surely that is a matter of opinion. The only answer that covers the whole question is —results ! For as I see it, there have been, and still are many who possess the every attribute necessary to a champion's make-up, but lack that extra indefinable quality that bridges the difference between the forgotten man, and the name that springs at once to people's lips.

Harry Mizler, who won the British lightweight title in 1934 at the age of 21, and lost it two years later, was an outstanding example of an athlete once  idolised  and now remembered by only the few.Mizler, champion in his 14th professional contest at a time when there was an abundance of class performers, and who retired from the ring as recently as 1945, was the last of a long succession of outstanding Jewish scrappers.If you pin-point the essentials that constitute a great boxer, Harry had them all.

Boxing ability, punch and ability to take punishment. Mizler was a classic stylist who used with devastating effect the copybook English straight left which most present day fighters are taught, and so few perfect.After he outpointed Johnny Cuthbert, of Sheffield, to annex the British lightweight crown, Charlie Thomas the referee said that Mizler's left hand was the finest he had seen since the days of Driscoll.

Secondly, Harry was a boxer who used the heavy artillery in his right fist sparingly, but when he unleashed that weapon it usually spelt curtains for his opponent. His ability to spot the split-second opening in his opponent's defence, and at timing a blow were exceptional.

Always handicapped by weak hands Mizler actually broke both knuckles when losing for the first time inside the distance — the first of his contests with Jack Kid Berg.

But in his initial year in the paid ranks he was undefeated in thirteen matches — ten opponents were stopped decisively inside the distance. After damaging his hands Mizler was often rather apprehensive about punching too hard, but even so his record was studded with knock-out victories.

Last but not least, while Mizler was no rugged two-fisted battler hewn from granite, his durability became legend.

His never-say-die performance against the iron-fisted Gustave Humery on an October night in 1935, is still considered today one of the finest displays of gallantry and sheer guts seen in this country.


He won that fight but the manner in which he survived knockdown after knockdown for seven seemingly endless pain-filled rounds, and absorbed enough punishment for ten men, brought tears to the eyes of hardened fight fans.

The only comparison by present day standards (for those who do not remember Humery) is to imagine any middleweight surviving all the punishment Randy Turpin could hand out. Then coming back to stop  the Leamington Licker with practically one punch in the eighth round.