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Evening News, Saturday, July 16, 1949
Fistic Memories - Morton Swinburne

 
 

image Fred Mills

Fred Mills

 

 

 

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 by courtesy of The News, Portsmouth






















 

OF all the Service champions who appeared at the Connaught Drill Hall between the two wars none was more colourful in action than Officers' Steward Sid Ingram.

He was the most muscular featherweight I have ever seen.  A pocket Hercules with the arms and torso of a weightlifter, he had an "up and at 'em" style that made him a tremendous box office attraction.

He leapt into prominence by "flattening" all opposition in a Port novices' competition in the early '20's.

The preliminary rounds and semi-finals had taken place at the R.N.B. gymnasium during the morning and afternoon and I was walking across the parade ground to witness the finals when I met the Sports Officer, Cmdr. R. L. Burnett (now Admiral Sir Robert, C.in-C., Plymouth).

"Have you unearthed any talent among these novices?" I asked.

"We have indeed," said the Commander, "a lad named Ingram in the 9-stone event.  Watch him; he's a regular fire eater; no one has survived the first round with him so far."

I forget the name of Ingram's opponent in the final that evening, but he was knocked into oblivion with a smashing right hook to the jaw before the echoes of the opening gong had died away.

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