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Fights III - Yuriorkis Gamboa SJ Fowler


Cover image by King Conny Wobble Š Joseph Lewis.

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yurriokis gamboa do not be perturbed should you see light

emerge from the thumb of his glove


(october
62)
 
 there
is
nothing
petty
about
islands
 is
 
 
 nothing
 there
is
nothing
petty
about
islands
 petty
 
 is
 about
 
 nothing
 there
is
nothing
petty
 about
islands
 islands

 petty
 
 is
 
 
 about
 
 nothing
 there
is
 nothing
petty
about
islands
 is
 
 
 nothing
 there
is
nothing
petty
about
islands
 petty
 
 is
 about
 
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 there
is
nothing
petty
 about
islands
 islands

 petty
 
 is
 
 
 about
 
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 there
is
 nothing
petty
about
islands
 is
 
 
 nothing
 there
is
nothing
petty
about
islands
 petty
 
 is
 about
 
 nothing
 there
is
nothing
petty
 about
islands
 islands

 petty
 
 is
 
 
 about
 
 nothing
 
 
 islands

 petty
 
 
 
 
 about
 
 
 
 
 islands



(defection,
redacted)
 
 while
training
in
venezuela
with
Cuban
teammates
 Odlanier
Solis
and
Yan
Barthelemy
snuck
out
of
camp
 and
found
their
way
to
Colombia
and
eventually
to
 Germany,
where
they
applied
for
visas
to
enter
the
 United
States.
Before
defecting,
he
had
sold
his
Olympic
 gold
medal
to
support
his
family
Gamboa
made
his
 professional
boxing
debut
on
April
27,
2007,
in
 Hamburg,
Germany
against
Alexan
Manvelyan.
Gamboa
 put
Manvelyan
on
the
canvas
in
the
third
round
and
 beat
up
his
foe
throughout
the
fight
for
the
unanimous
 decision
victory.
Two
months
later,
he
defeated
Araik
 Sachbazjan
by
fourth
round
technical
knockout.
After
 winning
his
next
four
fights,
Gamboa
made
his
United
 States
debut
on
October
30,
2007,
at
the
Seminole
Hard
 Rock
Hotel
and
Casino
in
Hollywood,
Florida
against
 Adailton
De
Jesus.
De
Jesus
was
dropped
to
the
canvas
 halfway
through
the
first
round.
A
Gamboa
slip
in
the
 fourth
round
was
ruled
a
knockdown
by
the
referee.
 Gamboa's
relentless
pressure
eventually
forced
a
 stoppage
in
the
sixth
and
final
round
 

 
 
 
 
 
 



(olympic
gold
medallists
at
flyweight)
 



 
 



George
Finnegan
 
Frankie
Genaro
 
Fidel
LaBarba
 
Antal
Kocsis
 
István
Énekes
 
Willy
Kaiser
 
Pascual
Pérez

 
Nate
Brooks

 
 
Terence
Spinks
 
Gyula
Török

 Fernando
Atzori
 
Ricardo
Delgado
 
Georgi
Kostadinov
 
Leo
Randolph
 
Petar
Lesov
 
Steve
McCrory
 
Kim
Kwang‐Sun
 
Choi
Chol‐Su
 Maikro
Romero
 Wiljan
Ponlid


Yuriorkis
Gamboa
 
Somjit
Jongjohor



(whispers
to
Odlanier
Solis)
 
 
 


the
real
excitement
of
sex


with
american


girls
is
their
mixed
heritage



 



(headlines)
 
 CLASH
OF
STYLES
MEANT
LOTS
OF
FIREWORKS
 POTENTIAL
CHAMPION
 GAMBOA
DESTROYS
EDWARDS
 GAMBOA
BOAGAMBO
 GAMBOA
DEFEATS
JIMINEZ,
FAILS
TO
IMPRESS
 ALL
ACTION
GAMBOA
FUNNING
GOR
 WIN
ON
FRIDAY
 YURIORKIS
GAMBOA
BLASTS
LATE
SUB
SEEGER
IN
ONE
 YURIORKIS
GAMBOA
DROPPED,
KNOCKS
 OUT
RAMIREZ
IN
TWO
 GAMBOA
GAMBLES
GOMBOLA
GAMBALALA
 GAMBOA
BOA
THREE
FOUR
FIVE

 GAMBOA
OVERCOMES
KNOCKDOWN
TO
 DEFEAT
GONZALEZ
 CUBAN
GAMBOA
WIN
EASY
EASY
 GAMBOA
CLAIMS
WBA
FEATHERWEIGHT
BELT
 GAMBOA
CONSTRICTOR



(rogers
mtagwa)
 
 the
throwback

 thrustle
speak
 when
our
arms
are
old

 we
are
seventy
 falling
blackly
 and
we
have
grown
children
 
 like
a
treetrunk
 he
keeps
on
coming
 propelled
 we
ask
asheis
battered
by
sot=
he
doesn’t
fall
 but
keeps
coming
unhurt
 
 for
all
we
see
(after
the
fights
 unable
to
think
for
the
headaches)
 not
for
money,
surely?
 yes
for
money
 aproud
mtagwa




he
hires
helpers
to
walk
 showing
bell
–
what
lies
beneath
 cheeks
and
chin—bone
 bone
mtagwa
 he
needs
his
helpers
to
be
propped
into
 
 bathice
bathice
 he’s
given
much
 he
might
expire
to
exhausation
and

 can
lose
only
to
oil,
so
they
said
after
the
Lopez
fight
 then
he
met
 
 



Gamboa



(punchcount
mtagwa)
 


round
one
 rogers
mtagwa
punches
thrown
 rogers
mtagwa
punches
landed


29
 5


yuriorkis
gamboa
punches
thrown
 42
 yuriorkis
gamboa
punches
landed
 15


round
two
 
 rogers
mtagwa
punches
thrown
 rogers
mtagwa
punches
landed
 
 yuriorkis
gamboa
punches
thrown
 yuriorkis
gamboa
punches
landed


28
 5


65
 38


round
three
 
 hollow
space
for
where
a
punchcount
 rests
there
remains
nothing



(busdriver)
 
 I
cross
the
street,
hand
 in
hand
with
yuriorkis
 gamboa.
not
a
road
 we
are
crossing
by
chance
 a
site
of
former
shame
 
 we
take
our
steps
at
the
 softest
warning
of
the
on‐
 coming
cars.
he
doesn’t
 look
for
explanation
in
my
 fingers,
cracking
 
 waiting
for
the
bus
 driver
who
would
not
 stop
for
me
when
I
was
 with
child
and
bearing
a
 yellow
bandana



gamboa
stops
the
bus
with
 his
hands
and
dragging
the
 pot
bellied
driver
through
 the
carriage
window
fulfils
 his
promise
punching
fuck
 
 out
of
the
elderly
 enemy
 ageing
amidst
the
beating
 gamboa,
cleaning
out
 my
chipshop



(shots)
 
 lefthook
rightcross

 









lefhook
















ritecrosse



 ;lefthok
hook
jabjabjabjabjabjaba
 
















speede
rahtaht
















tahrathraht
 
 












uppercutlefthandsright










rar
 arararahathahahtah
 
 hass
hass
unts
raht
 hass
hass
unts
ragt
 rahta
happ























































right
cross
left
 hook
 



























































 srighthandrighthandsightand
 
















jabjabajabjabajabajabajab
 





































righthookrighthookrighthook



left
hokk

















































































 lefriglefrigeliefielef
 





























jabuppercutcrosscrosscross
 
 stumbles
righthanashefalls
 




















hegetsup
 



































forheismtagwa











 jabcrossjabcrosshjab
 








rightcros
 

















































leftleftleftleftleftlefltelft
 
 







































righthand
punch
lands
on
 mtagwaasitdidbeforebeforebefore
 
 leftjabisleftjabisleftjablefthab
 
































righthooklefthoorightjhook
 
 underused
uppercuts



(priced
glovework)
 
 there
is
nothing
petty
about
cuba
 priced
glovework
 the
sailboat
that
stalked
marlin
 











































attritional
 




















turkish
barb
 a
colted
fin
 the
resting
place
of
crooked
teeth
 it
won’t
phase
Gamboa
 he
won’t
get
fat

 
 squatfirs
burn
beneath
whatever
bed
 









































he
rests
his
head
 



























and
he’s
punching
something
dead
 









to
get
warm
 
 just
use
names



he
can
followyour
words
 he
reads
lips
while
hitting
the
pads
 he
can
read
the
name
upon
your
lips
 the
names
of
boxers
 





































eager
 
 juanma
waits,
on
comes
Gamboa!



SJ Fowler is a postgraduate student of Philosophy and an employee of the British Museum. Yuriorkis Gamboa is a cycle from a larger work concerned with documenting the lives of boxers through variant poetic methodologies. He currently edits the Maintenant contemporary European poets series for 3am magazine and has been published in around two dozen journals and ezines. www.sjfowlerpoetry.com.


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