October 27, 2006
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Cyclone Hart and Vito Antuofermo
I just read a great article about Bill Parcells, written by Michael Lewis. He talks a lot about a fight between two boxers: Cyclone Hart and Vito Antuofermo.
I was hoping the story was written up in a book, but apparently, it’s verbal lore. Here’s an excerpt from that link.
Cyclone Hart was a powerful puncher who fought as a middleweight out of Philadelphia about 25 years ago. He was as dangerous a one-punch knockout artist as there was in boxing, but he was at times weak mentally. One night he fought a little-known guy named Vito Antuofermo, who would later become middleweight champion. Antuofermo had little power and no physical attributes to brag about except he bled well. But he had other attributes you couldn’t see.The night they fought, Hart staggered Antuofermo in the first round and commenced to beat on and break his ribs. For four rounds Hart dominated, but Antuofermo kept absorbing the blows and fighting back. By the fifth round, Hart began to slow down. He was wavering. Not physically but mentally.
Quickly after that, Vito hit him with a series of punches, and the last one was a left hand that clearly hit Hart on the shoulder but he went down in a heap. The fight was over. Vito went from dire straits to a win.
When the fighters went back to their makeshift locker rooms, only a thin curtain was between them. Hart’s room was quiet, but on the other side he could hear Antuofermo’s cornermen talking about who would take the fighter to the hospital. Finally he heard Antuofermo say, “Every time he hit me with that left hook to the body, I was sure I was going to quit. After the second round, I thought if he hit me there again, I’d quit. I thought the same thing after the fourth round. Then he didn’t hit me no more.”
At that moment, Hart began to weep.
It was really soft at first, then harder. He was crying because for the first time he understood that Vito felt the same way he had and worse. The only thing that separated the guy talking from the guy crying was what they did. The coward and the hero feel the same emotions. They’re both human.
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Thats a good story! I experience feelings like that when I fight people in tournaments. I was moved.
Bob, you do not have to avoid my site! I make a conscious effort to not complain about my boss!
Plus, I’ve decided that in lieu of mailing holiday cards this year, I’m just refering people to my blog! So…Happy Holidays!
My name is Joan, aka Mrs. Vito Antuofermo. I’m sorry to say that every “fact” in the story about my husband and Cyclone Hart is false. The only truth is the reference to my husband’s pure determination and heart, that he displayed in every fight he ever had.
Vito had no broken ribs and he never went to the hospital. Vito and Cyclone were no where near each other after the fight, and the fight ended with multiple hooks to the jaw and one finally crushing blow to Harts’ ribs. I would prefer others to be inspired by Vito’s unwaivering determination, his singlemindedness towards victory and his disreguard for the word “quit”, in every aspect of his life. I’m sure Mr. Atlas means well in trying to inspire his football players, but I would rather have the record set straight.