IN 1942, fights fans surrounded the ring to see the toddlers slugs it out. If the Hun made land, Dads’ Army in Annapolis, Maryland, would need reinforcements. The Baby Boxers will fight the bitter end – or nap time, at least.
First on the card, Basher Bill and Tornado Tim, two 3-year-olds.
Tim takes one in the eye. Boy, that sure smarts. Seconds out for round two and the Tornado has lost his legs and his moniker – he’s now the “Midget”. Finally, he’s the “Quitter”, crawling back to his corner like a sorry drunkard to his past-caring wife.
The poor wretch.