Standing up straight with thin gloves on their hands two boxers strutted around a ring, cuffed each other in the face, in the belly, over the heart. One was Battling Nelson, lightweight champion of the world, bloody, ferocious, who wanted to win. The other was Ad Wolgast, the Cadillac wildcat, who won—after 40 rounds when Nelson, blind and helpless, lurched against the ropes and spat blood into the ringside seats. That was 17 years ago in San Francisco.
A little while ago Battling Nelson went to the movies, and saw a picture...
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