Sport: Carnera v. Peterson

In Madison Square Garden, full to the rafters, Primo Camera, Italian monster (6 ft. 6 in.), strode toward the ring, grinning. He wore a bright green cap and a sleeveless sweater from which protruded biceps as big as a strong man’s thigh. His weight was annonnced at 269½. In the opposite corner was his first U. S. opponent, Big Boy Peterson, a New Orleans Swede, only two inches shorter but 60 Ib. lighter. Big Boy stared with a white, sick face at the giant, and when the bell rang rushed toward him, was knocked down four times in quick succession, counted out. Camera hurried to a cabaret, cut a large steak in four slices and swallowed it, asked for more, drank three glasses of champagne, went out to a speakeasy for a bottle of ale, smoked many cigarets. Impressed by the speed with which he had manipulated his enormous bulk and by the correctness of his boxing, critics predicted that if he keeps in shape and is properly schooled he will be as good a drawing-card as Dempsey at his best.