Almost as soon as they touched gloves last week in Yankee Stadium, handsome Billy Conn, grinning hideously through his mouthpiece, moved in close to Joe Louis, muttered "Take it easy . . . we've got 15 rounds to go." By the third round, jeers began in the $30 seats, a half block away. In the $100 zone, Moscow's Andrei Gromyko (guest of Bernard M. Baruch) and Hollywood's Ann Sheridan were perhaps as disgusted, but more polite about it. In seven rounds, hardly a solid blow landed.
It happened in the eighth. Joe Louis closed in. He hit Conn's head with two short,...
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