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...manslaughter, he spent the first few years in prison as a sullen, scrappy teen-age con often banished to solitary confinement. Then he was encouraged to take up supervised fighting. His surliness vanished, and since 1970 little Bobby Lee has developed into the nation's best amateur flyweight boxer, with a good chance of winning a medal for the U.S. at the Olympic Games this summer in Munich...
...long before the Games started. Willi Daume, president of the Olympic Organizing Committee in Munich, said that Hunter would not be welcome at the Games because "an Olympic athlete should be an example to youth." The U.S. Olympic Committee "would be wise" not to send the 21-year-old boxer, advised Daume, a successful industrialist who played basketball for Germany at the 1936 Olympic Games in Berlin. If Hunter did turn up, Daume added, he might run afoul of an Olympic rule on housing. Implying that Hunter might need to be billeted in a local prison, Daume noted a requirement...
Whatever happened, one night of it persuaded Alfredo Ortiz, 18, and Carlos Ortiz, 17, to sign confessions. Doel Valencia, 19, repudiated his statement in the morning. The actual killing, the confessions said, was done by Angel Walker. But Angel, a one-armed ex-boxer, was too smart to talk. A grand jury found insufficient evidence to indict him. The others spent five months in jail before their day in court. Author
...shooting also ensured that George Wallace will now haunt the 1972 campaign in a new and unpredictable way. With a resilience that was almost Snopesian, Wallace accomplished martyrdom and resurrection in a matter of hours. His strong, ex-boxer's body took four or five .38-cal. slugs, one of which remained planted in his spinal canal. The attack endowed Wallace with a new kind of stature. Although his doctors gave him only a marginal chance of walking again, editorial writers were quick to recall that F.D.R. campaigned with his legs paralyzed...
...Well ah'll tell you," said the Boxer, smiling from under an arched eyebrow and playfully extending a knuckle, "--'scuse me for hittin you--Ahm gonna rise the tropps to rebellion tonight, and ah hope you"ll get thirty thousand of your best...