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Girl Grapplers Score Hit In Wrestling Bout

Norfolk Ledger-Dispatch – March 18, 1937
By Tom Reilly

Close to 2,000 persons, some skeptical, but all curious, jammed their way into the City Auditorium last night to witness the novel spectacle of two fair young lassies doing a bit of grappling, &, judging from the general tenor of the talk around town today, the mauling misses scored a smashing hit with their surprisingly rough, fast brand of wrestling. Continue reading

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Look Out, Zeb, Whipper’s on the Warpath

Toronto Globe & Mail – November 16, 1951

There’s nothing like the unmasking of a varmint to make the wrestling public perk up like with a shot in the arm and, if you would believe Whipper Watson, who takes care of all kinds of varmints, from English lords to disguised football players, that’s what’s in store next Thursday at the Gardens as wrestling revives itself after a two-week layoff. Continue reading

Robert Beats Watson, Takes Empire Title

The Herald – January 26, 1950

Yvon Robert is British Empire wrestling champion, today, but there will be great outcries in Toronto.

Robert won back the title from the Queen City’s Whipper Watson, last night, by virtue of a count-out by referee Arthur Paquette, which ended a match replete with fast falls.

Robert took the first fall, lost the second in 25 seconds when Watson rushed from his corner, knocked Robert through the ropes with a drop-kick, yanked him back, and flattened him again.

In the third tussle, Watson threw another drop-kick that knocked Robert through the ropes. As the big Hab got himself erect on the ring apron, Watson threw a flying leg-scissors across the ropes, in an effort to drag Robert in. Both wrestlers were thus outside the ring, and when Watson refused to break his hold, the referee started to count. Robert then pitched Watson loose, the Toronto wrestler fell on the floor outside the ring, and Robert scrambled back through the ropes at the count of “7.” Watson didn’t make it, and Robert was declared the winner, over the wild protests of Watson.

It was a whirlwind battle, crowded into some 20 minutes of actual wrestling time, but all action.

Robert took the lead after 17 minutes of the fastest wrestling seen here in a long time, as they moved from grip to grip at top speed, with little to choose between them. Robert finally got his short-arm scissors fastened on, and though Watson fought to get out, he couldn’t break the hold, and had to concede the fall after being bumped heavily around the ring.

Watson evened up with a whirlwind drop-kick attack that won him the second fall in 25 seconds, and just over two minutes had elapsed before the third fall was decided by the referee’s count-out. “It was cold-blooded robbery,” said Watson. “My body was inside the ring, even if my feet were out when I put that head-scissors on Robert. Anybody who thinks he can beat Robert here with that kind of refereeing is crazy.”

Meanwhile, Robert has claims on the world title, and gets recognition here as world champion. That claim is challenged by Bobby Managoff, who sent a challenge, read in the ring, to meet the winner for that honor.

The three Baillargeon brothers, members of a family of six whose grocery bills you would hesitate to under-write, made their debut in a Montreal ring, all three won, and in so doing, showed a good deal of wrestling talent, plenty of bulging muscles, and a great deal of physical strength.

Brother Jean gave a fine display in beating tough Les Ryan, of Boston, using a head-hold which prompted Ryan to say “Uncle” or reasonable facsimile of same. Brother Adrien had too much power for Joe Christie, of Detroit, and pinned him with a body-press in 16:24.

Mayes McLain, the former All-American, a big, rugged chajp, gave the family most trouble.

He wrestled Paul, who has a head of hair like Samson possessed before Delilah clipped him and is a fine looking lad. They went at it hammer and tongs, Paul seeking continually for a body-scissors. When McLain got real tough, Paul gave him the old heave-ho right out of the ring and McLain landed with such a jolt that he couldn’t beat the count back to the ring.

The three brothers are likely to be seen in action here again, soon.

Mat Prophet Now Idol Of Brooklyn Lassies

N.Y. Daily Mirror – April 27, 1939
By Dan Parker

There were cries of: “Hear, hear!” and “Bravo!” when Jim Londos pinned Abie Kashey, as predicted EXCLUSIVELY in the Mirror, Tuesday night in Newark, proving that our Kashey predictions are not only the nuts but are not to be sneezed at.

“How do you do it?” inquired Marian Byrnes and Alice Gallagher of 71-01 Colonial Road, Brooklyn. “We think you are wonderful. It was daring of you to pick Londos over Maurice LaChapelle. May we have your autograph and phone number?”

Daring to go through with a wrestling card on which we had not made a forecast, the Baltimore promoters found themselves with a riot on their hands Tuesday night. It was the species of riot known as Scheer Nonsense in Maryland, since only through the benevolence of Boxing Commissioner Stanley Scheer is such hokum tolerated.

The phony riot was staged by the Golden Tanker (in whose act the riot-ending known as 37-B and is used four times a week) and Jim Klinkstock, substituting without advance notice for King Kong. As usual, the Baltimore Police Department assisted in the riot and all the wrestlers on the supporting card got time and a half for overtime for contributing to it.

Commissioner Scheer issued a statement after the riot to the effect that this sort of thing has got to stop– “until the next show,” he added with a sly wink.

George Pencheff, who threw Maurice LaChapelle on the Baltimore card, did it again last night in Trenton. They’re after the Londos-Savoldi record for consecutive performances, surpassed only by Lou Gehrig’s.

Tonight in Boston, Gus Sonnenberg, miraculously recovered from the brain injuries that had him near death–well, he had a headache anyway–for several seconds after his recent encounter with his stablemate. Crusher Casey will tackle and throw Mayes McLain of Ye Olde Tank Corps. In another bout, the Great Westenberg, alias the Purple Shadow, will engage in a draw with Leo Numa, alias the Black Mask.