We were from different worlds.
He was a talented, big-mouthed boxer from the south,
challenging society and our institutions.
I was everything he wasn't—a white, Jewish, gung-ho American
kid from New York. There was no cable TV
back then, and his fights were not televised) so I would listen to my
6-transistor radio and shadow box the match in our apartment on Ocean Parkway in Brooklyn.
And I hoped that someone would knock his block off and shut
his mouth forever. Patterson - Liston – Chuvalo - Terrell - Bonavena, but no
dice!
We would read the sports headlines on the back pages of the
daily news and daily mirror the next day in the schoolyard - always with the
same results:
The anti-American, anti-white, anti- Jewish(or so I thought) Clay/Ali would
always come out on top.
Fast-forward 10 years or so.
Ali would be stripped of his title and re-instated. I would
go on to high school, graduate college, and enter the working world. Mom and
dad took all of us to Washington, DC a few times each summer for vacation. We
camped out at the Washington Hilton, played tennis, swam in the pool, and saw
the sites for 4 or 5 days at a time—often with friends, girlfriends or cousins
as our guests.
Circa 1974, and Ali and his entourage happened to be staying
at the very same hotel.
We were all seated at a huge round table in the hotel
restaurant, eating breakfast, when Ali and his crew approached our table. The
legend went to dad, extended his huge hand, said a few words, and then smiled!
He made his way around our table, shaking hands and greeting the Ades children
and friends, one at a time!
He finally made his way to the elevator, where i chased and
confronted him
I said:
"Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, it sure was
an honor to meet Ali!"
He smiled, shook my hand again, and disappeared into the
lift.
Many years later, I asked dad, "What did you have to do
to get Ali over to our table?"
And dad replied, "Nothing Abbie, he did it on his
own!"
From that point on, I was firmly entrenched in Ali’s corner.
And I hope G-D is
too.
Written by Special Guest Writer
Abdo A. Ades
Written by Special Guest Writer
Abdo A. Ades