Fight City Legends: The Manassa Mauler

If boxing’s greatest era is that in which it was most popular, then Jack Dempsey is the fighter most identified with the sport’s zenith. The ‘Manassa Mauler,’ whose appearance and temperament seemed to reflect the rugged Western terrain he came from, won the heavyweight title in 1919 and held it for seven years. His greatest fights are some of boxing’s most famous, and his championship reign during the first half of the 1920’s defined him as a fighter whose style and personality was emblematic of a burgeoning and aggressive age. Initially spurned by a fickle public, Jack Dempsey would later become a foremost symbol of American vitality.


Dempsey was born on June 24, 1895, in Manassa, Colorado, to poor parents of diverse lineage. With few employment opportunities available, Dempsey left home at 16 to wander the American west, riding the rails and sleeping in hobo camps. To make money, he began challenging saloon patrons to fights. Men would gamble on the outcome, action from which a victorious Dempsey would take a piece. His bar-brawling and rail-riding across the American West are fundamental to the construction of the Dempsey myth, but regardless of how exaggerated these stories have become, his austere, early days taught him to survive. Said Dempsey: “I was hungry. I had to fight my way along. Freights and the like, fight, fight all the time. The life was tough, but it hardened you.”

Dempsey turned pro in 1914, participating in dozens of bouts before travelling to New York in 1916 in search of more lucrative opportunities. None came, and a dispirited Dempsey was forced to return west, where he later married working girl Maxine Cates, the first of his four wives. Plagued by personal missteps and family tragedy (one of his brothers was murdered around this time), his career changed for the better when he was approached by Jack Kearns, an upstart promoter who gave Dempsey the professional direction he needed. Self-aggrandizing and amoral, Kearns detected a latent greatness in Dempsey, realizing that his ferocious style and brawny handsomeness would help him become a star both in the ring and out of it.


Under Kearns, Dempsey won a string of bouts and attracted the attention of Tex Rickard, the sport’s preeminent promoter. Rickard arranged for Dempsey’s chance for the heavyweight championship of the world against Jess Willard, the huge Kansas heavyweight who had knocked out Jack Johnson. Despite a striking size disadvantage, Dempsey mercilessly battered Willard, earning a TKO in the third round while gruesomely rearranging the champion’s face. So substantive was the damage that Kearns would later claim Dempsey had dipped his hands in plaster prior to the bout, thereby fortifying his already iron-like fists. Like so many apocryphal sports stories, Kearn’s tale appears completely falsified.

Dempsey hovers near a fallen Willard.

Despite having won the heavyweight title, the American public was loath to accept Dempsey as its top sporting figure. Fundamental to this cold reception was the fact he hadn’t fought in the First World War. Fortunately for Dempsey, he would earn a chance to make up for this blemish on his reputation when, after successful title defences against Billy Miske and Bill Brennan, he faced the French wartime veteran Georges Carpentier. Almost 90,000 fans traveled to Jersey City on July 2, 1921 to see whether the ‘draft-dodger’ Dempsey could beat a man who’d already distinguished himself in the ultimate fight. A fine boxer, Carpentier was nonetheless obliterated by Dempsey, whose public image would benefit immeasurably from the win’s symbolic import.

Dempsey became enormously popular.

The Manassa Mauler followed the Carpentier win with victories over Jimmy Darcy and Tommy Gibbons (the lackluster Gibbons fight bankrupted the town of Shelby, Montana, which had promised a huge purse in order to stage it) and on September 14, 1921, he took on hard-charging heavyweight Luis Angel Firpo in front of 85,000 at New York’s Polo Grounds. Firpo knocked Dempsey through the ropes in the first round, but the champion regrouped to finish the Argentine in the second demonstrating, in the space of fewer than five minutes, his capacity to absorb cruelty and then return it with even greater viciousness. As famous manager “Dumb” Dan Morgan put it, Dempsey was “probably the greatest rough and tumble fighter that ever lived.”

With Tunney down, Dempsey is slow to retreat to a neutral corner.

With six successful title defenses under his belt, Dempsey next prepared to face the one opponent who would prove the most difficult yet: the great Gene Tunney. They met at Sesquicentennial Stadium in Philadelphia on September 23, 1926, before a record crowd of 120,000. Tunney dominated the champion and Dempsey would famously explain the loss to his wife by telling her, “Honey, I forgot to duck.”

With a brutal knockout victory over Jack Sharkey in his next fight, Dempsey received a rematch with Tunney on September 22, 1927 in Chicago. Al Capone reportedly offered to fix it in Dempsey’s favour, but the former champ refused. Tunney won by unanimous decision, but not without great controversy. Dubbed “The Long Count” fight, the match saw Tunney floored for a full 14 seconds in the seventh round, but because Dempsey had refused to retreat to a neutral corner (a provision Dempsey’s camp had insisted on before the fight), Tunney was given sufficient time to recuperate. Gene went on to knock Dempsey down in the eighth before earning the decision. This would be Jack Dempsey’s final bout, ending a phenomenal run which saw him become an American symbol of the roaring 20’s, finally retiring with a professional record of 66-6-11.

Jack outside his successful New York restaurant.

Dempsey would go on to open a successful Manhattan restaurant, and remained a New York City fixture until his death in 1983 at age 87. His fame, which eclipsed even that of Babe Ruth at its height, was predicated as much on his in-ring achievements as with his swashbuckling personal life. A rugged archetype of the American Dream who combined glamour and brawn like few before or after, Jack Dempsey epitomized the soul of a sport for which brutal grace is the chief ideal.        –Eliott McCormick

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3 thoughts on “Fight City Legends: The Manassa Mauler

  • June 24, 2020 at 9:09 pm

    His life would be excellent material for a movie.

    • April 20, 2022 at 11:28 am

      Dear Richard — There was. It was a TV movie starring TREAT WILLIAMS as Dempsey and SAM WATERSON as Doc Kearns. It wasn’t half bad.

  • February 26, 2021 at 10:36 pm

    This was an awesome read! Thanks for writing it!


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