Darcy Ritchie – One that got away

 

As a youngster growing up in Shepparton, I had heard many a Goulburn Valley sports fan describe Darcy Ritchie as a great boxer.

While researching this article what became clear, was not just how good he was but how good he could have been.

Naturally funny, light-hearted and as tough a concrete, Ritchie had a stellar career.

With a record of 26 wins, five losses and three draws across three decades as a professional fighter, he is widely considered as someone who should have won a world title.

Former super featherweight world champion Barry Micheal described the ex-Shepparton fighter as one of the best fighters he has ever faced in the ring. Not that they actually fought against each other but they sparred hundreds of rounds together.

“If I was sparring Darcy and I threw a left hook, he could actually catch the punch and hit me straight down the middle with a right hand before I could bring my left back to my face”, he said.

“No other fighter in the world, including Lester Ellis could hit me with that punch. He was super quick and it’s a shame he didn’t take the next step as he was as good as anyone I have seen”.

Frank Ropis, another of Australia’s boxing greats described being personally hurt that the aboriginal boy from country Victoria didn’t get the title he deserved.

“He is the first bloke you would want in the trenches with you, he is very selfless and just a champion guy”, he said.

“He had amazing reflexes and looked as if he had all the time in the world, it was just a joy to watch him fight. If they had of taken him over the America he would have blitzed them”.

High praise from two of Australia’s all-time greats, throwing weight behind the argument that in many ways, Darcy Ritchie was the one that got away.

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Born in Shepparton in 1955 he was abandoned by his mother as a baby and his father died of a brain haemorrhage when he was nine years old, leaving him to be raised by his grandparents.

“I didn’t know my mother and I only knew my dad when I was really young. He fought in the boxing tents a lot, Ritchie said.

“When I started fighting as a professional, blokes would say I wasn’t as good as my father and I agreed with them”.

“Although I haven’t lived in Shepparton for 25 years but I have good memories of the town and I owe my grandparents everything”.

Now 62 years old and working for a council somewhere between Rockhampton and Alive springs, his early memories of boxing include him watching his father in the tents and seeing boxing on television.

“I like bike racing initially but at about 16 years of age boxing took my fancy”, he said.

With his mates playing football for Lemnos or Shepparton United in the Goulburn Valley Football League, he convinced local lightweight champion Max Carlos to teach him the finer points of the sweet science.

Max Carlos was a local boxing legend. The 1956 Olympian was well known for his three legendary fights against the great George Bracken in the 1950s.

“Max trained me for months and months before he even let me spar in the ring. He was a perfectionist. He taught me how to hit and not be hit and was the reason I did ok as a fighter, he said.

Fighting only seven amateur fights he turned to the professional ranks after being “robbed” in the senior state championships fighting as a junior.

“Max taught me too well, I was fighting like a pro and the officials didn’t like it, so I turned professional”, he remembered.

“I even had to get permission from my grandparents because I was under the legal age to fight professionally”.

Turning to pro boxing in 1971, he remained undefeated for 23 straight fights over 13 years, and played a major part in a boxing institution of the time, TV Ringside.

From 1966 through to 1975 TV Ringside was broadcast on channel seven from festival Hall in West Melbourne every Monday night.

“Boxing was big back then. There were a lot of fighters around and you really had to fight your way to the top, Ritchie said.

“I didn’t have a driver’s license and I was living and working in Shepparton at the time. My old pop would pick me up at work on Monday lunchtime and take me out to the drive in and I would hitch a ride to Melbourne to fight that evening”.

“Pop would write down the registration number of the car that picked me up and Max Carlos bought me back that night. I was back at work in Shepparton the next morning”.

In typical Carlos style, Ritchie was said to have a water tight defence and a toughness that couldn’t be taught.

Carlos declared to fight fans at the time that Ritchie had more natural ability than Rocky Mattioli, who won a world middleweight title.

After leaving the Goulburn Valley and Carlos, Ritchie trained with Reg Johnson in Preston. He eventually moved back to Shepparton and worked with Ray Styles. He also conceded he also had 300 tent fights just to earn an extra quid.

“I fought all the best fighters of the time when I could actually get them in the ring”, Ritchie said.

“I sparred with Lester Ellis, Barry Micheal, Rocky Mattiolli and Hector Thompson. I didn’t have any problems with them”.

“I retired a few times because nobody wanted to fight me. I got sick of it. It wasn’t just small time fighters that avoided me, fighters like Baby Cassius Austin, Frank Ropis and Russell Sands all pulled out of Australian title fights with me, often only a day or two before the fight”.

Former journalist Noel Hussey remembers Ritchie having to take fights against bigger opponents towards the end of his career just to get a pay day.

“He called it quits a few times because he just couldn’t get anyone into the ring”, Hussey said.

“He spent months training for a fight only for the opponent to pull out. I remember him being bitterly disappointed with the sport at stages throughout his career.

As far as titles Ritchie laughs about the time he “won” the Victorian welterweight title.

“The officials came up to Shepparton and gave me a trophy. I didn’t even fight for it because they couldn’t get anybody to fight me. What a joke, so I threw the trophy in the Goulburn River”.

Hampered by a lack of fights in the ring Ritchie was also dogged by problems outside the ring that took him from the sporting back pages, to the front page.

Two stints in prison and numerous “runs ins” with the law added to the frustration of a career that could have gone anywhere.

“I got 44 months jail somewhere between 1985 and 1990 but I ended up only doing 28 months”, he said.

“I went to jail for stealing. We took a safe from a jewellery shop in Melbourne and strangely enough the police pulled us over and we got in a bit of trouble.

“I also went to prison for another smaller offence and yes I admit, I did have my troubles with the law over the years.

“I look back on it all and my only regret is for the people I may have hurt on the way through but most of it I wouldn’t change, even going to prison. I made some good friends in prison. A lot of the prisoners knew me from TV Ringside.

“I ended up becoming mates with a guy by the name of Mark Read, better known as ‘Chopper’. He was a funny bloke and he still had his ears in those days”, he laughed.

Touted as one of Australia’s best boxers, Richie sees only the positives. in a career that didn’t quite reach the heights that others expected.

“I have done ok with my career and do you know what, I would change anything”, he said. “I would do it all the same again if I had the chance”.

“I didn’t win an Australian title, but I am not punch drunk and broke like a lot of ex- fighters who did a lot better than I did. I am broke but at least you can talk to me”, he said matter- of- factly.

“I don’t live for the fight game anymore, in fact there is nothing related to boxing in my house – no photos, no gloves, nothing”.

“I look forward now and its one of the reasons I don’t go to the fights anymore, I don’t want to talk about the past. I live for now, the past is past”, he adds with no hint of bitterness.

Retiring from the fight game in 1994, and with plenty of funny stories to tell, the larrikin Ritchie now watches the career of his son from afar.

Now 15 wins with only one defeat, Dwight Ritchie is a star on the rise.

“He’s a good boxer, he still needs some work but with time he could win a big title”, Darcy Ritchie said.

“I hope he stays out of trouble, works hard and with a bit of luck maybe he can win the title I couldn’t.

My advice to him though is make sure he keeps a job and gets a trade away from the ring because it’s a tough sport and not many make it”.

Australian boxing and the rise of Super Middleweight Zac Dunn

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The Super middleweight division is arguably world boxing’s best.

With a history of highly skilled, tough champions, breaking into the top echelon of this division, is not only difficult but damn near impossible.

Not considered a traditional weight division, it’s home to those fighters that are too big for middleweight and too small for Light Heavyweight.

Household names like Sugar Ray Leonard, Joe Calzaghe, Nigel Benn, Chris Eubank, Roy Jones Jnr and Iran Barkley have held Super Middleweight world titles.

Some of those fighters are pound for pound the greatest names in the sport, and some of the fights, the best the world has ever seen.

For 25 year old undefeated Aussie boxer, Zac Dunn, the weight division is perfect, and he leads a wave of Australian Super Middleweight fighters knocking on the door of world boxing.

Jake Carr, Blake Caparello, Renold Quinlan, Rowan Murdock and former world Middleweight boss Daniel Geale are all campaigning at Super Middleweight and are rated in the top 50 fighters in the world.

They are supported by a string of up and comers, that include Sydney fighter Bilal Akkawy and Victorians Ryan Breese and Jayde Mitchell.

Like standing on the rarefied space that is Mt Everest, to be a world boxing champion is a view only the very best can see. With 22 straight wins, Zac Dunn is climbing the mountain that is elite boxing.

Being Australian in many ways is a blessing, in boxing it’s almost a curse.  Dunn carries with him not only rarefied talent but he is burdened by the weight of 13,000 kilometres of ocean.

That’s the distance from Australia to the USA, the heart of world boxing.

In a sport that cares little for its own, it seems to care less for those not in the inner sanctum of the US or European boxing markets.

Zac Dunn has to force his way in, and he is.

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Australia is world boxing’s backwater, and at its most basic level, without the support and income of mainstream television, it struggles.

Limited to internet streaming, and infrequent recognition in local papers and pay TV, boxing is stuck on the ropes, struggling against a barrage from commercial power sports like AFL, the A League and NRL.

TV brings money and the advertising dollar, without it, sports wither on the vine.

In Australia, boxing plays out in front of small boutique audiences around the country, with fighters themselves charged with selling tickets to fill venues.

Mainstream TV tends to shy away and the broadsheets remain focused on the ‘old’ tried and true formulae of AFL footy, soccer, NRL and horse racing.

Boxing doesn’t pay they say, and apart from the random curiosity of an Anthony Mundine fight, mainstream media gives it scant attention. It’s about eyeballs, and the thinking is that boxing doesn’t attract many of them.

Rather comically, the Australian media seem more interested in a bout between two NRL players throwing wild swings at each other, as opposed to a fight between two well schooled, skilled boxers.

At an individual fighter level, the costs associated with boxing are astronomical. To beat the best in this sport, you must travel to fight the best, which costs money.

To bring first rate fighters to our shores takes even more money. As incentive, good foreign fighters are paid ‘overs’ to get them to travel. Add in the potential for a loss, and the motivation to come to Australia decreases even further.

To the casual observer, fighters like Floyd Mayweather make millions every time they grace the ring. The difference between the remuneration of the very best and the rest, is light years.

Make no mistake, Australia has produced some great fighters over the years. Jeff Fenech, Lionel Rose, Barry Michael, Lester Ellis, Fammo, Carruthers, and Russian expat Kostya Tszyu were larger than life characters and great Australian world champions.

Years ago those fighters, and others, were front page news and it was common to see them fight on television. TV ringside was beamed weekly into lounge rooms and the fighters of the day became celebrities.

For an Australian fighter these days, times seem tougher, or is it we just need another hero.

Zac Dunn started boxing at age 11, after playing Australian Rules football. He liked the team atmosphere but enjoyed fighting more. He was good at it. He had his first fight at age 14.

He wasn’t what you would consider a ‘rough’ kid and he attended one of Melbourne’s best private schools, St Kevin’s College.

It’s not that he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, far from it, it was simply that his parents wanted to give him the best they could.

He is polite and understated and whilst somewhat shy and guarded, he is welcoming to people he doesn’t know. A sure sign of a good bloke.

He has a big smile and laughs a lot, particularly around people he trusts and cares about.

His Facebook page is full of beaming smiles and friends. If you didn’t know any better you wouldn’t guess he was a fighter.

It’s only on closer inspection that you can tell. He has a deep nasal tone when he speaks, courtesy of a broken nose, and when he takes his shirt off, he epitomizes an athlete. A rippling torso highlights zero fat and years of exercise. He is supremely fit.

What you can’t see on the surface, or on his Facebook page, is a ferocious appetite for battle. He is a fighting machine intent on destruction.

His has a natural aggression that ignites the very moment he steps between the ropes, and he hurts people who dare challenge him.

In the days leading up to a fight he can barely look at his opponent, let alone shake hands with him. He doesn’t want to like his opponent, he wants to hurt him, he wants to win.

It’s almost as if the ring is the place where he is free, unstifled and unrestricted. It’s the place he works best.

When the bell sounds, he stalks his opponent, waiting for the right moment to explode. When that moment arrives he throws vicious punches to both the head and body.

It’s said he could be the best body puncher Australia has ever produced, and his stopping power is unquestioned. 18 of his 22 opponents can attest to that.

For those confronted by this description, put simply, it’s boxing. It’s a sport that feasts on the weak. It’s a hurt sport that by its very definition is the world’s toughest.

Honing his craft with long stints in the fighting cauldrons of Thailand and Cuba as a teenager, Dunn was away from family and friends, sometimes for months at a time. Being forced to live in conditions close to poverty, he focused on two things, becoming a better fighter and a world boxing title.

Historically the greatest fighters come from an underprivileged life. The slums of Mexico City, Thailand, and the ghettos of New York and LA are where boxing champions are made. Fighting is a way out, it’s money to support a family, and you fought to survive.

With a middle class upbringing, there was nothing to suggest he would become a world class fighter. Dunn is from middle class Brunswick, in middle class Melbourne. On the surface it appears a contradiction. Maybe that’s what his past 22 opponents made the mistake of thinking.

Zac fights like his very life depends on it. For him it is survival.

As an amateur representing his country, he was self-funded. Not one to take a handout, his mother and father supported his entire boxing career, world championships and all.

Zac Dunn’s only debt is to his family and himself.

The journey to a world boxing title is strewn with broken dreams and heartache. At the very top of the game deception hides behind every corner, and for an Aussie its worse.

Top level boxing starts in whispers behind closed doors, with fighting the last part of a jigsaw puzzle. The opponents you can’t see are sometimes more dangerous than the ones you can see.

Zac Dunn is well supported, so he needn’t worry about what lurks in the shadows, and the tyranny of distance is offset by a memory of fighting in far off places, away from the comfort of home.

Born to fight, Dunn has trained his entire life. His will to overcome an industry on its knees, and sit centre stage as our best ever, is testament to him, his desire and his family.

This is the story of Australian boxing, and the rise of Super Middleweight Zac Dunn.