The Latin code of “machismo” is a harsh one. Pain, weakness or humility do not exist for the true “macho man” who will concede nothing, who will never admit defeat. In the 1970s, such men wreaked havoc in the world of professional prize-fighting. The list is led by Roberto Duran and Carlos Monzon, but that famous and formidable pair were far from alone. Ruben Olivares, Antonio Cervantes, Rafael Limon, Carlos Zarate — all tough, proud, macho boxers, all world champions. But perhaps none better exemplified the stubborn spirit of the true “macho” warrior than Argentina’s Victor Galindez.
Not particularly powerful, Galindez relied on aggressiveness, brute strength and excellent counter-punching skills to best his opponents. No one questioned his toughness or his courage. Undefeated in 23 fights before winning a world title in 1974, he then won another 19 straight. In all, he had gone almost seven years without a loss when he defended against a young American contender named Mike Rossman on the undercard of the rematch between Muhammad Ali and Leon Spinks in September of 1978. Few gave Rossman a chance to dethrone the champion, with most pundits only speculating as to how long the bout might last before Galindez notched another title win.
But to everyone’s surprise, Rossman soundly defeated the champion. Showing no fear of the now legendary veteran, the challenger elected to fight toe-to-toe, his straighter, sharper punches opening deep cuts over the champion’s eyes. Rossman’s confidence grew until by the late rounds he was dominating his bloodied and battered opponent. In round thirteen, an exhausted Galindez was being pummeled on the ropes when the referee stopped the match.
Such is the harsh code of machismo that a few weeks later Galindez appeared at a boxing card in Buenos Aires and the fans booed him mercilessly. Machismo also demanded that Galindez give Rossman no credit for his win. “I had been sick,” said the ex-champion before the rematch. “I had marital problems. I weighed 190 pounds and I had to starve. I wasn’t myself as a fighter.”
After Rossman notched a routine title defense, Galindez vs Rossman II, complete with live national television coverage, took place in Las Vegas on March 3. Except it didn’t. Literally ten minutes before the contest was slated to start, Galindez strode out of his dressing room and left. “I don’t need the money,” he growled as he stormed out of the arena.
The reason? The Argentinian challenger and his people had insisted on “neutral” judges, i.e. Latin American, and when the Nevada commission refused to comply, Galindez refused to fight. Again, macho principles made backing down, even under the most intense pressure, unthinkable. Bob Arum and ABC television were left to pick up the pieces.
April 14 became the new date for the rematch, this time back in New Orleans, and this time Galindez, after getting the officials he wanted, made his way to the ring without incident. And this time, in contrast to the first fight, the ex-champion had trained with zeal and was in superb condition.
Tightly competitive were the first three rounds as both boxers fought respectfully, Rossman’s hand-speed and straighter punches giving him a slight edge. The turning point came in the fourth. Rossman connected with some excellent right hands and appeared to be gaining control, but this inspired him to be more willing to trade, bringing him into range for the challenger’s shorter punches. At the end of the round Galindez connected with a thunderous left hook-uppercut combination that hurt the defending champion badly. When the challenger kept punching after the bell, Andy Rossman, Mike’s brother, stormed the ring and Galindez threw a couple shots his way as both corners threatened to turn the affair into a free-for-all.
That didn’t help Mike any, and things soon enough went from bad to worse for Rossman. At some point he scored with a right to the top of Galindez’s head and fractured his hand. The Argentinean, attacking with more fury and effectiveness than he had ever showed back in September, now took over, mauling Rossman on the ropes and clubbing him with both fists. Unlike the first fight, Galindez did not tire and cuts were never a factor. In desperation, at the end of round nine Rossman blatantly butted Galindez. It would be his final telling blow of the match as immediately upon taking his stool he raised his right hand and told his corner, “I can’t stand the pain.” The referee was summoned and the contest was stopped.
Galindez then attempted to charge across the ring, not to pay his respects to a fallen opponent, but instead to taunt him, shouting invective and gesturing his contempt. Ever the macho man, the champion conceded no regard or esteem for his former conqueror, quite the contrary. Quitting, it must be remembered, is the cardinal sin of the macho code, as Roberto Duran would learn the following year.
“I’ll never fight him again,” vowed the first man to ever regain a light heavyweight world crown. “He’s a chicken, a coward. I’ll never give him a rematch.” When it was pointed out that Rossman gave him a second chance, Galindez dismissed the argument. “I got a rematch because I deserved it. I won’t give him one, because he doesn’t deserve it.”
True to his word, Galindez instead fought Marvin Johnson. He lost by a knockout in the eleventh round, and then lost again before being forced to retire due to detached retinas in both eyes. His boxing career finished, what could a macho man do but become a race car driver? In his very first race, the famous Turismo Carretera, Galindez and his driving partner suffered a breakdown and pulled over. Minutes later another car slammed into them, killing both men. Victor Galindez was 31-years-old. — Michael Carbert