“It was on a spring afternoon of 1916 that I fought Jack Johnson,” Arthur Cravan says. “The match took place in the bull ring of Barcelona, Spain, and went seven rounds.” I asked him, “What were your impressions of him?” I repeat his words more or less as he spoke: “He’s a great fellow,” he said, “he has every quality of the fighter except the punch. I know it is generally believed in this country that he has a terrific punch, but I have fought him and I see that this is not quite so; he has every physical quality, he’s quick as lightning, his knowledge is immense and he’s terribly clever; a flyweight couldn’t be better — I have seen him fool lightweights and leave them miles behind — in short, he’s a marvel, but he has not a clean punch, he doesn’t hit like a Sam Langford. A skinny fellow will hit sharp, with edges, but about Johnson there is something too rounded and enveloped, and when he hits you’d think his glove was several ounces heavier than it really is.” “In my fight with him I found it almost impossible to get through his left, and he … Meer lezen over The Soil – Jack Johnson versus Arthur Cravan