10/20/2026
🥊 “I grew up in boxing,I could and should have boxed. But I had a street fight when I was a boy,just 12 years old. It was with a man,one of those men that push kids around because they know they can’t push men around. He gave me a bad eye,my right eye.
I was blind in it for years but I made the man run and I chased him. I developed a cataract in the eye and finally I went to the doctor and he told me not to have the operation,that the eye would heal itself. He had a theory that the body would cure itself of anything of it could only survive long enough-even cancer!
In cancer,you see,the trouble is that the cancer kills the body before the body can kill the cancer. If you could live long enough the body would cure itself of cancer. Well,you know,he was right...
I did a little boxing,even with the bad eye,but you remember how they found out that Harry Greb had been fighting with a glass eye and the commissions began to give better physical examinations.
So I could never have been a real fighter. But I used to train at St.Nicks because in those days the arenas were used as gymnasiums,too. I was always a good hitter.”
Cus D’Amato
’Amato