Courtney
Burton and Emanuel Augustus quit punching each
other more than a week ago. Immediately thereafter,
Michigan boxing started absorbing its own whipping,
and the onslaught has lasted far more than 10
rounds. Blow after blow continues to land, with
nary a counterpunch in sight, save for a promise
to review the horrifyingly misguided decision
on Aug. 31, almost two months later. Nothing moves
quickly in bureaucracy, which underscores the
overrriding problem with Michigan boxing.
The one-way whipping Michigan boxing continues
to absorb is hardly unjustified. The many people
at fault have heard and felt the criticism. So
file this column under the heading that, on occasion,
the only thing some people understand is an old-fashioned
butt-kicking.
How to end the massacre productively is at question
now.
That bloody, pulpy, peninsular-shaped mass at
boxing's feet is The Great State of Michigan.
The state that produced, in sum or part, the likes
of yesteryear's Joe Louis, Stanley Ketchel, Sugar
Ray Robinson and Thomas Hearns, and today's Floyd
Mayweather Jr., James Toney and Chris Byrd, finds
itself facing questions it can't answer without
legislation, and cowering under the beating it's
taking because there are too many assailants to
fight back.
The question now is what to do about it, and
how long it takes Michigan boxing to get off the
canvas.
Positive change often needs awful circumstances
to manifest it. To date, I have spoken to precisely
four people who believe Burton legitimately deserved
the split decision he was awarded over Augustus:
Burton, the two judges who scored the fight for
him, and his promoter Malcolm Garrett. The first
and last are incidental. The middle two are central
to a controversy that simply won't go away. It
clogs message boards. It creates column and story
fodder. It has spawned a unique effort by the
Boxing Writers Association of America to request
formal accounting of the fight and its aftermath.
And that brings us back to what to do about
it.
In this column, I will attempt to redirect some
of the energy from all-out bitching to all-out
overhaul. Fans can affect change. Journalists
can affect change. If there are bureaucrats and
politicians in Lansing who decide to cross their
arms and show everyone who's boss, the efforts
won't proceed far, and the only voices heard will
be those of Michigan registered voters in November,
if they care. But I've covered boxing in Michigan
for nearly 20 years and believe there are enough
stalwart boxing people in the state to overcome
any such potential stonewalling.
Some of those good people include the officials
under assault for the wrongful decision in the
Burton-Augustus fight, though the accusations
against them, and natural tendency to mount a
self-defense, probably won't make them helpful
in the final reckoning of what to do about the
travesty. Ed Mosley, who scored 97-92 for Burton,
is a retired cop. Robert Paganelli, who scored
99-90 for Burton, comes from the best-known family
of sports officials in Michigan, though most of
that experience is in college and professional
football. They aren't dishonorable people. They
just may not be very good boxing judges, and how
they could have seen the fight so one-sidedly
for Burton remains beyond almost everyone's comprehension.
Dan Kelley, the referee whose actions came under
question in the Burton-Augustus debacle, and a
friend of mine for nearly 20 years, is actually
a good referee. I've seen him officiate hundreds
upon hundreds of professional and amateur bouts.
He had a bad night. It happens.
Steve Mann, the chief of inspectors who oversaw
the Burton-Augustus fight, and was blindsided
in a postfight interview because of a mislabeled
master scoresheet, has been a Michigan inspector
for nearly two decades. Yes, he knows the difference
between a majority decision and a split decision.
No, he wasn't responsible for writing "majority
decision" on the final tally sheet, which in overall
final reckoning was an incredibly minor issue.
Another inspector compiled the master scoresheet
and made the mistake. When Mann went to retrieve
the scorecard from the television announcers,
he saw "majority decision" on the bottom line,
and initially assumed it was just that, until
closer inspection. He should have reviewed the
master scoresheet before it went to the ring announcer.
I'll bet he does in the future. But he is no buffoon,
as he was made to appear on television.
The State of Michigan, and specifically the
Department of Labor and Economic Growth which
regulates boxing in the state, has some people
who wish boxing would dry up and blow away. It
also has some people who passionately care about
seeing boxing regulated properly. The structure
of Michigan boxing governance never will allow
the latter, not without the proposed legislative
overhaul sitting in a Senate committee right now,
because there are too many know-little bureaucrats
who can dip their toes into boxing's cesspool
when one forms. Some people at DLEG, through their
actions, probably don't want such overhaul. That's
merely personal theory, because reporters aren't
allowed to speak with most hands-on Michigan boxing
workers without clearance through a media department,
and even then, fear of retribution tends to short-circuit
honest opinion. I can pick up a phone and call
Marc Ratner in Nevada, or Larry Hazzard in New
Jersey, and they'll answer both the phone and
my questions. I can't do so in my own state, and
often it's difficult just to figure out where
authority lies on a given matter, because of the
sprawling DLEG bureaucracy and its licensing,
regulation and enforcement divisions which oversee
segmented portions of the sport.
That doesn't mean DLEG people are bad, or incompetent.
It just means Michigan boxing has a fouled-up
structure in significant need of streamlining.
Now that all the disclaimers have been written,
let any promoter or manager who brings a fight
or fighter to Michigan be forewarned that the
potential exists for more Burton-Augustus results.
It is real and palpable, because while there were
some good people involved in the bad outcome --
even some good boxing people -- the overall mind-numbing
incompetence of June 6 is, and shall remain, at
the forefront.
It starts with the judges. Paganelli scoring
nine of 10 rounds for Burton is incredible. He
said he thought Burton landed more scoring blows.
That certainly didn't appear to be the case to
the naked eye, and even if it were, Augustus controlled
the action and landed the preponderance of damaging
punches. Mosley, meanwhile, said he thought Burton
landed the majority of "strong, legal blows."
His explanation sounded curiously like that of
an amateur judge, describing a punch thrown with
shoulder force and landing with the white-tipped
glove to a specified scoring area. But in point
of fact, Mosley has limited amateur boxing experience.
He was licensed as a pro judge just 20 months
before Burton-Augustus, and an active amateur
boxing judge for less than a year before obtaining
his professional license. Michigan Athletic Board
of Control rules require a two-year amateur apprenticeship
before a judge can be assigned to a pro fight.
Mosley never served it. His appointment to judge
Burton-Augustus put him in position to fail. He
did so masterfully.
If you watched the ebb and flow without scoring,
Augustus was a runaway winner. If you scored round-by-round,
it was possible to see it close. When the fight
ended, my scorecard had Augustus winning 95-94.
Most cards had a wider margin. As the fight ended,
I leaned over to a colleague and said, "I can't
believe I have this fight so close." But I did.
That Mosley and Paganelli scored the bout for
Burton wasn't as big an issue as that they had
him winning by five points, much less nine points.
I don't question their honesty or integrity. But
I do question their competence as judges, and
whether they ever should work a pro fight again.
Kelley, the referee, tried to explain to ESPN2
announcers why he deducted a point from Augustus
for a hold-and-spin tactic in the ninth round.
That five-second attempt, in the heat of the moment
before the 10th round, was a big mistake. Kelley
should have ignored the announcers. Instead, he
gave a half-hearted explanation, which came to
sound like a half-hearted reason. His post-fight
explanation to me -- that Augustus on three occasions
tried to hold Burton and spin him into pre-determined
position of Augustus' choosing -- was far more
sensible. Independently, and without prompting,
Burton later explained to me that Augustus had
been warned twice for the hold-and-spin move before
the point deduction, just as Kelley asserted.
More important was Kelley's ruling that a fourth-round
knockdown came from a low blow. The shot was on
the beltline, and Burton crumbled. Not only did
the errant judgment call cost Augustus a knockdown,
but the recovery time granted to Burton might
have turned a potential knockout victory for Augustus
into a stick-up decision against him.
Finally, there is the State of Michigan and
DLEG. There have been frequent references to the
incompetence of "the Michigan commission" in the
aftermath of this fight.
Let's get one thing straight -- THERE IS NOT
A MICHIGAN COMMISSION. I hope I got my point across
on that. Journalists and fans alike, please quit
referring to "the Michigan commission," or to
Brad Wright as "the Michigan commissioner." The
state's largest newspaper, the Detroit Free Press,
commonly makes both mistakes. The Michigan Athletic
Board of Control is an advisory agency that reports
to DLEG. Brad Wright is the board chairman, an
astute boxing man, but essentially powerless except
for post-fight penalties (i.e., drug sanctions,
which Augustus could face if his prediction holds
true that his drug test in conjunction with the
Burton fight will prove positive for marijuana,
though the state has not received the results
yet).
The Athletic Board of Control -- made up of
nine gubernatorial appointees, including three
professional boxing licensees, and six public
appointees who historically are owed a political
favor -- has no fight-night regulatory power.
The board does not appoint judges or referees.
The board does not hire inspectors.
The board can't even call its own meetings.
That's up to DLEG. The outcry after Burton-Augustus
was so vitriolic that DLEG has, in fact, called
a special meeting of the Athletic Board of Control
to review the fight. But the board's lack of power
and reliance on DLEG, and DLEG's need to schedule
the review at a time conducive to its hierarchy,
resulted in the meeting being scheduled eight
weeks after the fight's conclusion.
By then, much of the furor will have died down.
Interest by journalists and fans alike will have
waned to some extent. Several big fights will
have occurred. We will have moved on to new subjects.
At least, that's the assumption. But the uproar
over Burton-Augustus is unlike most in recent
boxing history. It will not go away quietly. We
need to know why it happened, and what measures
may be taken to minimize the likelihood of a repeat.
Nothing will stop raw decisions in boxing. But
proper governance will help. Mandatory instruction
of officials, and adherance to experience minimums,
will help. Most of all, letting boxing people
-- the ones whose livelihoods depend on the sport
operating efficiently and cleanly -- run boxing
will help.
None of those happen in Michigan. But a bill
currently stuck in a State Senate committee will
help.
The Michigan House of Representatives passed
a boxing reform bill 106-1 in January. It would
update fighter insurance benefit minimums, which
currently are an incredibly insufficient $5,000
medical, and $5,000 accidental death. It would
require bonding of promoters, to ensure fighters
get paid. And it would form a Michigan Boxing
Commission, made up of seven volunteer gubernatorial
appointees, a majority of them boxing licensees,
with regulatory powers.
The governor, predictably, wanted to know what
all this will cost. DLEG says it currently regulates
Michigan boxing at a cost of $113,000 annually
which, conveniently, is precisely the amount it
says it receives from boxing. Wow, the magic of
numbers. So what about the new structure? According
to DLEG -- a sprawling state agency within the
executive branch, meaning it answers directly
to, and takes orders directly from, Gov. Jennifer
Granholm -- has estimated that the new structure
will cost -- get this -- $394,000 annually.
That's so ludicrous that boxing people are even
more unanimous about the inflated estimate than
they are that Augustus got jobbed. That's more
than the Nevada Athletic Commission spends on
boxing. The proposed staff would include one full-time
inspector in charge and one full-time analyst,
both utterly unnecessary. It also includes 1.5
full-time staffers and a part-time clerical employee,
which should be tweaked to one full-time executive
director and his full-time administrative assistant.
Their combined salaries would be less than $100,000
annually. Toss in employee benefits, office space,
upkeep, mailings, faxes, phones, travel, etc.,
and you're still looking at a mild bump in cost,
at most. Nineteen boxing shows were conducted
in the Michigan jurisdiction last year. One executive
director and a full-time assistant could handle
all staffing needs, with help from one licensing
official within DLEG. The contractual inspectors
could remain in their current form. Enforcement
could be handled within that executive director/state
inspectors framework. The commission -- made up
entirely of volunteer gubernatorial appointees,
mind you -- could meet monthly to discuss sanctions,
rules promulgation requests, and any other regular
business.
The bill was revised recently to include a three-percent
television tax, capped at $25,000 maximum. They
call it a fee because Republicans don't levy taxes,
but whatever. Every time a network paid a promoter
a rights fee to televise a fight card from Michigan,
the promoter would have to turn over three percent
of that amount to the state, unless the rights
fee topped $833,333, in which case the $25,000
cap would go into effect.
Most of these figures are skewed because bureaucrats
and politicians don't count money the way the
rest of us do. None of this takes into account
income taxes paid by fighters, real money going
directly to the state. It doesn't include hotel
revenues or restaurant revenues, or the taxes
generated by ticket intake, concessions, marketing,
advertising, and other revenue sources.
Right now, Michigan boxing is at the bottom
of the heap. It is bloodied and battered. In the
aftermath of one of the most regrettable decisions
in recent boxing history, one promoter told me
recently he would be surprised if there are three
more cards in the state this year. Major outside
promoters have no faith in the system, so why
go to Michigan?
Meantime, the boxing bureaucracy in a constricted-budget
state is concerned with how it will come up with
the money to revamp boxing regulation in Michigan,
and generate more cards and additional revenue.
What it should ask is how much it already is
losing.
Consider this: Mayweather, when he fought Phillip
Ndou last November in Grand Rapids, earned a $3.05
million purse. Of that, he paid roughly $120,000
in state income tax. On one night, Mayweather
himself paid enough money into state coffers to
fund the entire 2003 regulatory structure of Michigan
boxing.
There has been no such major fight in Michigan
this year. Promoters everywhere are waiting to
see what happens with the state's regulatory structure.
They aren't bringing major shows into the nation's
eighth-largest state, and there is no current
plan to do so. That isn't phony money. It's revenue
dripping out of a budget-strapped state, little
by little, day by day.
It won't come back without a reliable regulatory
structure. The home of Joe Louis and Stanley Ketchel
and James Toney and Thomas Hearns probably won't
have a major televised fight this year. The closest
it came was Augustus-Burton, a fight that underscored
the many problems with Michigan boxing, and made
clear to promoters, managers and fighters alike
that until boxing reform occurs, an old axiom
holds true:
When you come to fight in Michigan, you'd better
come prepared to defend yourself at all times.
That is, if you can figure out who's throwing the
punches.