Theoddswouldgebadforthallnightandtheyfedthenegrorumandlightedcigarettesforhim.Thenthenegro，aftertherum，wouldtryforatremendouseffortandoheoldman，whowasnotanoldmawasSantiagoElCampeón，nearlythreeinchesoffbalatheoldmanhadraisedhishanduptodeadevenagain.Hewassurethenthathehadthenegro，whowasafinemanandagreatathlete，beaten.Andatdaylightwheorswereaskingthatitbecalledadrawandtherefereewasshakinghishead，hehadunleashedhiseffortandforcedthehandofthenegrodownanddownuntilitrestedonthewood.ThematchhadstartedonaSundaymandendedonaMondaym.ManyofthebettorshadaskedforadrawbecausetheyhadtogotoworkonthedocksloadingsacksofsugarorattheHavanaCoalpany.Otherwiseeveryonewouldhavewaogotoafinish.Buthehadfianywayandbeforeaogotowork.

ForalongtimeafterthateveryonehadcalledhimTheChampionandtherehadbeeurnmatthespring.Butnotmueywasbetandhehadwonitquiteeasilysincehehadbrokenthefidehenegrofromfuegosinthefirstmatch.Afterthathehadafewmatchesandthennomore.Hedecidedthathecouldbeatanyoneifhewaobadlyenoughandhedecidedt
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