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.