Big Thicket Kennel's Gr Ch Ajax
Big Thicket Kennel's Gr Ch Ajax
Gr Ch Ajax was a great bulldog, if not the very best at his weight. He was a big loss with his passing after his 6th win. He was even named SDJ's Dog of the Year in 2001.
His match report is as follows:
#1. Stout's African :22
#2. The Hardy Boy's Trouble 3x 1:23
#3. Ladnier & Cousins's Big Red :29
#4. Bleedwater Kennels' Big Red :29
#5. War Eagles' Ch Gus :04
#6. The Havana Boys & T.D.K.'s Ch Noriega 1:17
Plumber's Ch Alligator
Alligator came about as almost an after thought. Mr. Williams of Ft. Worth had obtained the Satin Lady b###h from Maurice Carver. She was a big, black pretty b###h that I never cared much about as an individual. She was one of these scatter-bred dogs Maurice was famous for. Unlike most of the Carver dogs she was cold. When it came time to breed her Mr. Williams went to Wichita Falls, Texas and bred her to Tudor�s old Nigger dog, who was owned at that time by J.E. King. Nigger was some of the last of the old Tudor stuff and had been on several yards before King got him.
The breeding was made, and as they grew into adulthood I was able to see and handle all three of these dogs. Alligator, as great as he was, had two littermates that in my opinion were at least as good if not better than him. There were Soko and Susan Renee�, both real bulldogs in every way.
Mr. Williams kept Alligator until he was just over a year old, so he could breed him back to his dam, which he did. Soko had shown so good at a young age for the little Plumber that the Plumbers went in together to buy Alligator.
When they bought him, I was certain they had an albatross, because he was so big. I figured they would never be able to get him hooked up. I also figured his chances of being as good as Soko were little to none at all. You have got to figure this was during an era of really great dogs, and who would ever expect this big, ugly dog to be anything special.
The Plumber�s started out with such a good bunch of dogs that they expected everything to be really fast lane. They had roll dogs better than most people�s match dogs, and were always looking for action and better dogs.
They felt they never had the luxury of a methodical schooling process. They were great dog men, but were hard on the dogs. They felt their dogs were either ace or near ace, or they were out of here with little regard for mediocrity.
Gator was started out on good dogs that were smaller than he was and most were just dominated by this optical illusion.
There were also several Brush Matches where Alligator would just run over the competition. The Plumbers were concerned because they had never seen him get his oil checked, even though he had been double dogged on several occasions.
They had got a Tudor dog from me named Zeke that was a plug, but very game. A fellow showed up on that place, and in the course of conversation said the old black dog did not impress him that much and he would bet ole Zeke could whip him. The Plumbers, being ever ready to show what sports they were, agreed on the bet and down they went. The fellow who underestimated Alligator was soon separated from his money when he told them to pick up Zeke, who was no match for the Alligator dog. As the stranger left, he made a statement that always holds true in the Bulldog world. "You sure can�t tell one by how they look".
In their quest for perfection, they made a request to use Trussell�s Dum Dum dog to see if Alligator was truly game. Dummy you see was a game dog that was even bigger than Alligator. It seems that in that day and time any dog from a cross, scatter bred or real rough were suspect of being a cur, so they did everything they could to stop Alligator. When they got to Trussell�s they ran Alligator on the tread mill for one half hour then fifteen minutes road work to cool him down, then to the roll pit, where he went over half an hour with the larger Dum Dum dog. It was nip and tuck and Alligator went across when he shouldn�t have on wobbly legs. This roll turned out to be a pretty good game test for Dum Dum too. When asked how it turned out, Trussell said, "The black dog gave Dummy everything he wanted."
The next match for "Alligator" was in the Big League at one of Maurice�s big ten match shows. He went in as a definite underdog, going into Bryant, males fifty eight pounds. Both dogs appeared to be in excellent shape and came to fight with a fast hard pace set for big dogs. Alligator goes to the legs with Bryant�s dog Satin swapping it out and going from legs to nose, then getting into Gator�s stifle, where they swap it out. A turn is called on Satin at twenty-six minutes. A handle made at thirty minutes and Satin makes a good scratch. A handle is made and Alligator makes the scratch at forty minutes, taking Satin down to work the front legs. Satin takes the count at forty-five, making Gator the winner. There was much speculation among the huge crowd present if any one had a big one for this hound dog looking goof.
His next match was into a dog called Jack at catch weight. Alligator came in sixty pounds heavier. These heavy weights hit and the fight was on. Jack, a big staff looking dog takes Gator down and works him over for twenty minutes with Gator being content to take the bottom where he is always in hold. Gator is coming to the top and by thirty minutes it�s an even fight. Jack was a seasoned dog who had never met his equal and you can see Alligator has begun to come to the top as Jack begins to fatigue and get that far away look in his eyes. During the earlier part of the match, Bobby Ackel had commented on Gator may have met his match and Jimmy Jobe turned and said to me, as Gator was being trashed like a stepchild, "that if Jack was game and keeps this up, ole Gator could be in trouble". As the match was winding down Bobby Ackel said, "Ole Jack looks like he has bout had it", and sure enough in just the hour mark he takes the count. I went over to check on the Jack dog and offer any assistance I could and I noticed his stomach and chest. I could see what had made the difference in this match and it was the punishment Gator had dished out from the bottom and it was unbelievable. I heard later that Jack lived out his life in luxury after Gator ended his ring career.
There was some time after this match, as no one wanted any of the Gator dog, so during a roll session at the Plumbers� place, the Caddell�s showed up with several to school. These boys had some old time stuff the old man had been breeding for years and some were sure solid, from the Lightner-Colby stuff. They had a male named Jeff that was a big spotted dog, too big for everything on the place except Alligator. So he was taken off the chain to oblige the Jeff dog. This dog was the closest thing to Gator�s equal that I saw during his career. The roll ended early due to a bleeder being hit on Gator. Jeff went to the Midwest where he did very well and where I heard he made Champion.
When the Plumbers had about given up on another official match, word came from Oklahoma that a man named Brown had one he would run at the Alligator dog. Up to then, several had fallen through, but this one came off and as they say in the dogs these boys "brought a paddle for the Plumber�s ass." They had done their homework and rather than a punisher, they brought one that not only could punish but was versatile and smart. This dog could have whipped Gator and on another day might have. The dogs were conditioned by two of the best conditioners of the day. Gator by Burton and Joker by Fox. The match was males at fifty-seven pounds and Oklahoma Shorty was the referee. The dogs hit and Gator takes the bottom but is coming up from time to time and being frustrated by Joker�s style, that had never been too effective on him with the defensive dogs he had met earlier in his life. A turn was called on Joker at twenty-five minutes, but a handle was not made until fifty-two minutes and Joker scratches strong. Alligator has started to dominate the match by the hour mark. At an hour nine, Gator is screaming from his corner to scratch and is showing what he is said to be famous for, "Killer Instinct" and you can plainly see he plans to finish the job if allowed to do so. At an hour twelve, Joker takes the count. We all agree, we have just witnessed two of the best big dogs to ever come down the pike and what a show they put on. The Plumbers are quick to commend Mr. Brown and Mr. Fox on bringing an excellent dog in top condition. They also say they plan on retiring the old warrior, no that he is officially a Champion.
As I look back, I can only recall a few heavyweights that were ever in Alligator�s league. Hooten�s Butcher Boy, Sampson (Alligator�s half brother) were two very good dogs that ended each other�s careers. There was also a dog out of Tennessee that sure impressed me, but in my mind Alligator will always be the best.
Besides a great combat dog, Alligator was a pleasure to be around and always a clown. He was never bred to an army of b###hes, but produced what I consider his share of really good dogs. This story goes further than Alligator himself and must include his littermates and both his and their offspring. They represent not just a few good dogs, but a great family of dogs that have stood the test of time, not just in this country but on five continents. You must remember these dogs were never mass-produced, but still have made a tremendous impact on the dogs of today. I have never been overly sentimental about my dogs, but have had a few of these dogs that were special to me.
Editors Note: During the time he was being shown the SDJ reported that one show was "two big dogs doing very little damage" Now it seems his legend has grown.
Hall's Gr Ch Andy Capp ROM
THE YEAR WAS 1971, ENRIQUE MORFIN OF MEXICO WAS SON TO MAKE A HUGE IMPRINT ON THE HISTORY OF THE AMERICAN PIT BULL TERRIER WHEN HE MATCHED A DOG COMING FROM THE KNOWNED KENNELS OF MAURICE CARVER. THE DOG'S NAME WAS CARVER'S ANDY CAPP AND WAS SIRED BY JEROME HERNANDEZ (KLAUS) FAMOUS ZEKE DOG, A HARD MOUTH MUZZLE FIGHTER AND A REPUTED WINNER OF FIVE CONTRACT MATCHED, MOSTLY REMEMBERED FOR HIS VICTORY OVER LEO KINARD'S BOE. ALTHOUGH CARVER'S ANDY CAPP LOST THE MATCH HE WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY AS ONE OF THE GAMEST ANIMALS TO EVER WALK THE EARTH, SCRATCHING 36 TIMES TO HIS DEATH. TIS DOG WAS OUT OF CARVER'S (KOEHLER'S) GOLDY AND WAS PART OF THE FAMOUSE LITTER COMPRISED OF INDIAN SONNY'S BOLIO, CARVER'S MEDECINO AND KOEHLER'S DAISY. BUFFALO BILL & GEORGE'S ANDY CAPP -VS- HOOTERVILLE'S FESTUS
MALES: 38 LBS JUDGE: CODY
BUFFALO BILL & GEORGE WOULD TRAVEL, ACCOMPANIED BY A YOUNG DOG GOING BY THE NAME OF ANDY CAPP, TO MEET THE HOOTERVILLE CAMP AND FESTUS, LITERALLY IN THERE OWN BACKYARD. THI WAS A MATCH THAT WOULD BRING OUT SOME OF THE BEST DOGMEN IN THE SOUTH, A HIGHLY ANTICIPATED CONTEST BETWEEN TWO OUTSTANDING DOGS THAT SURPASSED VERY HIGH EXPECTATIONS.
HOOTERVILLE'S FESTUS, A HEAVILY MASKED BUCKSKIN, WAS A TWO TIME WINNER WHO WON BOTH OF HIS MATCHES A THIRTY EIGHT POUNDS, HIS TWO VICTIMS WERE MAD MAX'S CH BEAUDACIOUS WHO HE DID AWAY WITH IN 24 MINUTES AND MUTCH'S COCHISE WHO HUNG IT UP IN 20 MINUTES, BOTH OF THESE DOGS WERE SIRED BY BOYLE'S CH BOLT ACTION ROM. FESTUS, LINE BRED ON HAND'S CH HAPPY JACK, WAS CAMPAIGNED AT THAT TIME AS BEING THE BEST THRITY EIGHT POUNDER IN THE SOUTH. THIS STANDS TO REASON WHY WE INHEITED THE TITLE OF A FOOL AND HIS MONEY GOING INTO THE MATCH. ANDY CAPP, A RED BLAZED HEADED DOG BRED BY P. SINGLETARY AND R BOYLES, IS THE END RESULTS OF A PATRICK AND BOYLES CROSS, ARGUABLE TWO OF THE MOST COMPETITIVE BLOODLINES IN THE WORLD.
AT THE WEIGH IN, I NEARLY FAINTED AS THE ANDY CAPP DOG WEIGHED IN AT 35 AND 3/4 OF A POUND. WHILE FESTUS WEIGHED IN AT THIRTY EIGHT POUNDS ON THE NOSE. THE ODDS HAD CHANGED TREMENDOUSLY AS THE EDGE CLEARLY NOW BELONGED TO THE HOOTERVILLE CAMP, THEIR DOG BEING A THREE AND A HALF YEAR OLD SEASONED PITDOG WHILE ORS A FIRST TIME OUT 22 MONTH OLD PROSPECT WEIGHING MORE THAN TWO POUNDS UNDER WEIGHT. ADMITTEDLY BECAUSE OF OUR SITUATION I SILENTLY BEGAN TO LOOSE CONFIDENCE IN OUR BEING VICTORIOUS. ALTHOUGH OUR DOG CARRIED A HEAVY MOUTH OF HIS OWN, IT STILL SEMED LUDICROUS TO GIVE UP THAT MUCH WEIGHT TO A DOG LIKE FESTUS AND EXPECT TO WIN. IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN THE GENERAL CONSENSUS THAT A GOOD BIG DOG COULD WHIP A GOD LITTLE DOG ANY DAY OF THE WEEK.
OF COURSE IT SEEMED THE LOGICAL THING TO DO AT THIS POINT WAS TO PAY THE FORFEIT AND LEAVE, SURELY THERE COULD BE NO SHAME IN DOING THIS. HOWEVER, THE TEMPTATION OF WHIPPING A DOG OF "FESTUS MAGNITUDE CONSTANTLY TOILED WITH MY MIND, SNOWBALLING INTO SCARY THRILL, ALMOST A SICKNESS.
LOSING MY ABILITY TO REASON I FINALLY CONDFIDED WITH MY PARTNER AND HINTED AROUND TO SEE IF WE WERE ON THE SAME WAVE LINK BUT IT WAS OBVIOUS THAT HE HAD NO INTENTION OF FORFEITING THE MATCH AND JUDGING BY HIS ATTITUDE THOUGH MUST TO HAVE NEVER CROSSED HIS MIND. CALL IT BLIND FAITH, STUPIDITY OR EVEN EGO, BUT IT WAS AGAIN OBVIOUS THAT EVEN IN THE EARLY STAGES OF THIS ANIMAL'S CAREER MY PARTNER GEORGE SIMPLY DIDN'T BELIEVE THAT ANYTHING COULD COMPETE WITH ANDY CAPP DOG AND ON AT LEAST THIS PARTICULAR NIGHT HE WAS RIGHT.
LAUGHS AND SNICKERS WERE HEARD AROUND THE PIT AS ANDY CAPP ENTERED FIRST, AN 800 TO 300 BET WAS YELLED OUT BY A MAN STANDING NEXT TO ME ON THE FESTUS DOG AS HE ENTERED THE PIT. WITH A SWEEPING MOTION, HOOTERVILLE RELEASED FESTUS AS A REFEREE YELLED RELEASE YOUR DOGS. FESTUS GOES RIGHT THROUGH ANDY CAPP'S DEFENSE QUICKLY SHOOTING UNDERNEATH HIM INTO THE REAR-END AS HIS MOMENTUM CARRIES A NOTICEABLE SMALLER ANDY CAPP BACK INTO THE CORNER. FESTUS IS PUSHING HARD DESPERATELY TRYING TO GET HIS ENTIRE MOUTH OVER A STIFLE, ONLY MANAGING HOWEVER TO GETTING PARTIALLY ON THE TARGET. FOR THE FIRST MINUTE BOTH DOGS ARE STILL IN THE CORNER, AND ARE ENGAGED IN A POWER STRUGGLE WITH ANDY CAPP IN A SITTING DOWN POSITION COMPLETELY BENT TO HIS RIGHT SIDE WITH HIS MOUTH GLUED TO THE MUZZLE OF FESTUS AS HE STILL ROOTS IN THE HARD TRYING TO GET A MOUTH FULL. WITH A SUDDEN WHINE, FESTUS COMES OUT OF THE STIFLE WITH THE ANDY CAPP DOG WORKING OUT A PUNISHING MUZZLE HOLD AS HE TALENTLY LEADE FESTUS AROUND THE FOUR WALLS DICTATING EVERY MOVE HE MAKES. AT THE 5 MINUTE MARK ANDY CAPP IS SEVERLY WORKING OVER THE MUZZLE AS FESTUS LETS OUT AN OCCASIONAL WHINE. SUDDENLY WITH FIERCENESS, ANDY CAPP SHAKES THE FESTUS DOG OFF HIS FEET AND APPEARS TO BE THE STRONGER OF THE 2 DOGS. AT THE 7 MINUTE MARK ANDY CAPP COMES OFF OF THE MUZZLE AND GOES HIGH IN THE RIGHT SHOULDER OF FESTUS AND AGAIN SHAKES HIM TO THE FLOOR WHERE HE WORKS THE FRONT END OVER. ANDY CAPP IS BEATING FESTUS TO THE HOLDS AND BURIES HIS HEAD AND SHOULDERS DEEP INTO THE BRISKET OF THE FESTUS DOG MAKING IT HARDER FOR HIM TO TAKE A LEGITIMATE HOLD. PERHAPS HE SENSES THAT FESTUS CAN HURT HIM. AT 10 THE BREEDER OF GR CH QUEEN OF HEARTS CALLS OUT A 100 DOLLAR BE ON ANDY CAPP AND NO ONE TAKES. AT THE 15 MINUTE MARK FESTUS' FRONT END APPEARS TO GE GONE BUT HE SOMEHOW FINDS THE STRENGTH TO WOBBLE BCK UP AND TRIES TO SUPPORT HIMSLEF ON UNSTEADY LEGS WITH THIS IN MIND HE GRABS ANDY CAPP GIGH IN THE SHOULDER BUT IS UNABLE TO WORK OUT HIS HOLD DUE TO THE CONSTANT FLOW OF BLOOD DRAINING INTO HIS NOSE, OF COURSE MAKING IT DIFFICULT FOR HIM TO BREATH AND THIS IS THE RESULT OF SEVERE MUZZLE DAMAGE INFLICTED EARLIER IN THE MATCH. ANDY CAPP SEEMS TO WELCOME FESTUS AGGRESSION AND RESPONDS BY SHOOTING IN HIGH AND DEEP IN THE SAME SHOULDER RIGHT BETWEEN THE ARM PIT OF FESTUS WHILE AT THE SAME TIME VICIOUSLY SHAKING HIM BACK TO THE FLOOR. THIS TIME ANDY CAPP SHOOTS INTO THE THROAT OF FESTUS DOG CLOCKWISE AROUND THE FLOOR IN A CONSTANT CIRCLE. AT 20 FESTUS IS STILL A DOWN DOG WHEN HE SUDDENLY REACHES UP AND GRABS ANDY CAPP BETWEEN THE YES AND CLOSES HIS MOUTH HARD LITERALLY BEITING DOWN TO THE BONE OF ANDY CAPP'S HEAD IS STARTING TO RESEMBLE THAT OF AN ENGLISH BULL TERRIER AS IT IMMEDIATELY BEGINS TO SWELL. THE FESTUS BACKERS START TO ROAR AS HE CONTINUES TO KEEP SECURE HIS HOLD, ANDY CAPP SUPRISINGLY STAYS CALM AND PATIENT WHILE HE TRIES TO FIGURE OUT AND ALTERNATIVE TO THIS AWKWARD POSITION. USING HIS FRONT PAWS ANDY CAPP CAUTIOSLY TRIES TO SCRATCH OFF A FESTUS WHO SEEMS TO BE MORE THAN WILLING TO DIE WITH HIS HOLD. AT 23 ANDY CAPP MANAGES TO GET FREE AND BEGINS TO PUNISH FESTUS SEVERELY, DOGS HAVE BEEN FIGHTING AT A TORRID PACE.
AT 25 FESTUS IS FORCED INTO A TURN AND IS OUT OF HOLD AS ANDY CAPP TAKES HOLD ON THE SIDE OF THE HEAD WHILE BOTH DOGS TAKE A BREATHER. GEORGE IS TRYING TO ENCOURAGE ANDY CAPP BACK INTO THE THROAT WHEN RONALD, THE CO BREEDER OF ANDY CAPP JUMPS ALL OVER HIM AND REPLIES, "HEY GEORGE C'MERE, LET THAT DOG ALONE YE HEAR, HE CAN FIGHT A WHOLE LOT BETTER THAN YOU CAN, JUST LEAVE HIM BE." GEORGE OBLIGES. AT 27 A HANDLE IS MADE WITH FESTUS TO SCRATCH, AT THIS POINT I WAS CONVINCED THAT FESTUS NOT ONLY WOULD NOT SCRATCH BUT THAT EVEN IF HE WANTED TO HE COULDN'T. FACE YOUR DOGS SCREAMED THE REFEREE WITH THE BUCKSKIN TO SCRATCH, RELEASE YOUR DOG, THE HANDLER OF ANDY CAPP IS HOLDING HIM SNUG IN HIS CORNER AS FESTUS TAKES A STEP AND TUMBLES OVER ONTO HIS CHST NEVER TAKING HIS EYES OFF OF ANDY CAPP. USING HIS BACK LEGS, FESTUS RUGGEDLY BEGINS TO PROPEL HIS BODY ACROSS THE PIT GRADUALLY PICKING UP SPEED. THE CROWD YELLS AS FESTUS RAMS ANDY CAPP AND HIS HANDLER IN THEIR CORNER TO COMPLETE AN EXTREMELY GAME SCRATCH. AT 30 ANDY CAPP IS BACK ON THE OFFENSE AND HURTING FESTUS BADLY WITH THROAT HOLDS WHEN THE REFEREE YELLS AT A SPECTATOR, I BELIEVE HE IS THE OWNER OF A DOG NAMED CRAKER JACK, "GET YOUR DAMN HAND OUT OF THERE." AS HE HAS HIS ARM IN THE PIT SNAPPING FINGERS WHILE AT THE SAME TIME MUMBLING WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT TO A BEATEN FESTUS, THE HANDLER OF ANDY CAPP RESPONDED BY REPLYING "THAT AIN'T GONNA HELP HIM NONE." AT 34 A HANDLE IS MADE WITH FESTUS TO A SCRATCH AND AT THE AMAZEMENT OF EVERYONE THERE HE AGAIN GOES THROUGH THE SAME ROUTINE AS BEFORE, HOWEVER THIS TIME ANDY CAPP MEETS HIM THREE QUARTERS OF THE WAY ACROSS RAMMING IN LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN, FESTUS' BODY JUST CRUMPLES TO THE FLOOR. AT 40 FESTUS IS HELPLESS AS ANDY CAPP GOES BACK INTO THE THROAT AND BEGINS TO DRIVE HIM INTO A CORNER. A VOICE OR TWO YELLS FROM THE CROWD FOR HOOTERVILLE TO PICK UP FESTUS WHO IS OFFERING VERY LITTLE RESISTANCE AT THIS POINT. AT 43 THE HANDLER OF FESTUS BRIEFLY LOOSES HIS COMPOSURE AND IN A MILD PANIC YELLS TO THE OTHER HANDLER, "GET HIM OFF MAN", "GET HIM OFF NOW"C AS FESTUS' LIFELESS BODY GOES LIMP. THE REFEREE DECLARES ANDY CAPP THE WINNER AT 43. SECONDS LATER FESTUS' IS SOMEHOW REVIVED AND COMPLETES A DEAD GAME COURTESY SCRATCH.
WHAT WAS SO FACINATING T ME ABOUT THIS MATCH WAS THE INTENSITY IN WHICH FESTUS SCRACH INTO ANDY CAPP, YOU COULD SEE IN HIS EYES THAT HE WAS NOT SCRATCHING OUT OF JUST MERE INSTINCT BUT WITH BAD INTENTIONS IN MIND. ALWAYS TRYING TO GET HIS MOUTH SOMEWHERE ON HIS ADVSORY AS IF BY SOME DERANGED MEANS IN HIS MIND HE SENSED THAT HE WAS WINNING, TRULY A DEAD GAME DOG. ALTHOUGH A GREAT PORTIONS OF THIS MATCH WOULD TEND TO MAKE THE READER BELIEVE THAT IT WAS ALL ANDY CAPP, I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT THIS WAS NOT THE CASE. GIVING CREDIT TO THE WINNER HOWEVER, I MUST SAY THAT ANDY CAPP DISPLAYED THE CHARACTERISTICS OF AN ACE TAKING FESTUS' STRENGTH AND TURNING IT AGAINST HIM WHILE AT THE SAME TIME EQUALLING THE HEART OF FESTUFS WITH THIS OWN SAVVY AND DETERMINATION.
AFTER THE MATCH THE HOOTERVILLE CAMP TOOK SOME MILD CRITICISM FOR LEAVING THEIR DOG DOWN TO LONG. I BELIEVE THEY WERE COUNTING ON THE SMALLER ANDY CAPP EVENTUALLY BURNING HIMSELF UP OR PERHAPS THE MOUTH OF FESTUS GETTING HIM BACK INTO THE MATCH BUT WHAT EVER THE SCENARIO IT WAS NOT TO BE.
THIS IS A MATCH THAT WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY AS A CLASSIC CONFRONTATION BETWEEN TWO HARD BITING DOGS, WITH ONE USING HIS TALENT AND TO OU FINESSE HIS OPPONENT AND OTHER BLATANTLY REFUSING TO CONCEDE OR FOLD UNDER LIFE THREATENING CIRCUMSTANCES, AND YET AT THE SAME TIME CONSTANTLY IN SEARCH OF AN ADVANTAGE.
Editors Note: A wonderful producer of fine dogs. Has sons that were better then him.
Some dogs can be recognized by titles they earn such as champion, grand champion and register of merit, Angus is recognized by the title of "Champion of Champions".
Angus' sire was a dog named Willie Brown's Nigger, who was a two time winner, sired by Clayton's Eli, Jr. bred to his mother, Boudreaux' Spook. Angus' dam, O. Stevens' Heidi, was bred by A. Steinberg from Sly Fox to Red Pepper (Ed Ritcheson blood) and was a litter mate to Ch. Prince. She was originally owned by O. Stevens' and matched once at twenty nine and a half pounds. She demonstrated the frustrating style of hanging on the bottom jaw and discouraging her opponent until Ziggy M. and Tony M. conceded the match in an hour. Ozzie then traded her to Big Brad and Keummerling, because he didn't have any use for her as far as breeding. The bitch she was traded for was a cold gyp, at the time, named Geraldine.
Big Brad tested Angus and because of the fact that Big Brad had numerous winners already on his yard, he sold Angus to Billy Stepp as a game dog. Angus then went on to shake up the dog world by defeating Rixey's Coal Cat, Jay's Buster, Crenshaw's Ch. Otis, Keummerling's Ch. Freddie (brother to O. Stevens' Ch. Homer), Garza's Heman and Love's Tiger, all of which were great dogs. Angus was then hooked into, the then 3X winner, Ch. Jeep as a rematch for the victory over Stinson and Stepp's Ch. Black Glover. During the keep, Angus was involved in an accidental kennel fight with Ch. Ruby and was wrecked in the chest area, thus forcing Stepp to pay the forfeit to J. Crenshaw. After Angus healed from this incident, they hooked up with Crenshaw to try the Angus / Jeep match again. Unfortunately, Angus got loose once again and ran straight into Ruby. By the time Stepp got there, the damage was already done, because so much money was riding on this match, Stepp and Co. asked O. Stevens if they could borrow, the 4X winner, Ch. Homer as a replacement so as not to lose another forfeit. Which is how one of the greatest matches of all time came about, Crenshaw's Ch. Jeep VS Stevens' Ch. Homer.
Angus wasn't bred many times, but in his few breedings he sired good dogs such as Diaz' Ch. Mac, out of Torres' George. When bred to Stepp's Ch. Ruby, he produced Broadway Jack's Gee Whiz, Super Gnat's Guess (2X winner), Super Gnat's Ch. Butch, Suzy, and the 7X winner Racehorse. Also, there was Solo's Cobra, Big Brad's Loco and Tara, Texas Ron's Major, Frankie, Sassy, Evil (who lost to O. Stevens' Ch. Zero), and Ralph's Prince (who was picked up at 1:57).
Editors Note: If Jeep has seen him there would have been no Jeep line. It would have been over in less then 20 min. Otis ran and hid under a truck from this boy.
I was recently asked about the dog named "Art". This dog was a very important part of Bulldog history. This dog came on the scene about the time when mediocrity in the dogs was coming to an end. The combine that originally owned and campaigned Art were among some of the best dog men of that day and had as good a "Stable" of great dogs as there were around of that time.
I had heard that these boys were bringing him out long before I ever saw him. When I did see him, I was impressed and became even more so with each of his outings. In spite of his ability there were many around, some of which were cronies of mine that were convinced that he couldn�t be any count since he was cur bred. I never saw Art in trouble but could say for certain he was smart, hard-mouthed, well-balanced, and as methodical and pit wise as the best I have ever seen. He was a dog anyone would be proud to feed.
My most memorable experience having to do with this world renown dog took place on a beautiful day in North central Texas when the combine rose to the challenge and brought him up to meet the Big Plumber�s Jade dog. Jade was off of Hammonds� Zeke bred to Rasmusson�s Ginger and one of the heaviest Dibo dogs of that day. He was thought by many a dog that couldn�t be beat. He was a hard mouthed, offensive dog that would take a lot of good dogs out in short order. Jade had one flaw compounded by a medical problem that no one ever bothered to address. He never paced himself, mainly because he never had to but had a soft palet that would make it impossible to breathe if he had to go the long route. You got the picture, the Plumbers� were betting that this would be a short one so never worried about the oxygen problem.
As things would happen, the dogs were readied and a referee was sought out of the small crowd of well-known dogmen. Maurice Carver refused as he was backing his boys and the Art dog. Jim, one of Art�s owners turned to the Plumbers and said, "You got a problem with him",pointing to me, and the Plumber�s were ecstatic to have someone from their camp seeing that they got a fair shake. This was back in a time where there was an era of sportsmanship and even though I had refereed a bunch up to then, I had never called one of this magnitude. Both handlers were pros so we agreed on the rules, shook hands and I said, "Let the best dog win".
The dogs hit and Jade buried up to his eyes in Art�s chest and as he was getting ready to "Sit the Ivory" Art took him out. Jade kept driving and had set a fast, hard pace for dogs of this size, but when he would get into the shoulder instead of destroying it as was his specialty, was taken out. The first half of this fight was like a chess game with Art no doing much, just staying out of trouble and in charge at the same time. Close to the half hour mark, Jade had started to melt and was gasping for every breath at this point. Art still being relatively fresh went to work and it appeared Jade would most likely meet his maker, had not the Plumber�s picked him up. It was obvious that Jade wasn�t going anywhere and the Plumbers showed good sportsmanship in their decision to concede. Everyone shook hands and went their separate ways.
I never saw Art again after that day that I can remember, but heard he lost on a foul and the boys from up north bought him a for a brood dog. It seems like they took him out a couple more times and he shown even better than he had in his younger days. He was later stolen and never recovered. If I wrote on every story about where he went it would fill a small book. Someone knows and as far as I am concerned a dog thief deserves at least a major heart attack.
Art will long be remembered by those dog men of the 70�s, as a good one. Weather they agree on his being a great dog or not, you can bet he is another one who made his mark in the Bulldog world. After he was offered at stud, the ads on him read "Art" The dog with the Heart". What a dog, could have won a dog show and had the Eye of the Tiger.
All right lets change the pace a bit. Does anybody have any of this blood? If you don't you might want to consider it. Oh yeah, for you PETA people this is only a story . he he he he!!!
I saw Banjo's damn, who was a super game little bitch (Coy finally got her killed going #3lbs up hill, into a good one). But then, every dog she beat was bigger than she was.
Saw Banjo 2 times. The first was against a Okie dog named Grunt that had won 2 impressively, there was a little jockeying at first then Banjo got onto the head, then took out Grunts shoulder, it went strait down hill for Grunt at that point as he laid down. You DONT fight a dog like Banjo (or any other good dog) from the floor!!!!
The second was for Banjo's #4 (if I remember correctly). He went into Raul & Sonny's super game little dog (cant remember his name, but it is in the mags. He was a Pedro bred dog. Well Banjo basically wacked his butt but he kept coming, running those eye popping scratches that impress everyone. His courtesy scratch took about 30 seconds as he made the "gamest" scratch I have seen.
Those of you that have seen the video of Banjo x Grunt may want to know that Banjo was far more impressive in his last outings. Saw B.B. Red in a couple schooling rolls, and then when she beat Carroll's "Gizmo" bitch. It was 45+/- minutes of rough swapping out. With BB coming out on top obviously. In my opinion the styles of Banjo and BB red were almost completely different. Banjo was a slick, smart, offensive head dog. BB Red was a "screw you all" I am going to kill you, kinda dog!! She would take a punch to give one, and Banjo was more into just giving the punch. I wish I would have seen when BB red beat Ken Allen in what was it 4 minutes? Coy told me she dove into Ken's bitchs' genital area, Kens dog turned and a turn was granted, when BB let go to with holds Coy made a handle and Kens bitch stood. All in about the same time than you have been reading this message!!!!!!! Another of the seemingly forgotten of this blood is Ch Leroy Brown. Saw him whip the Kemmers in about 40 minutes or so, Impressive bulldog. More of a traditional "brawler".
I also saw, first hand, Coys Ch "Nemo". I lost to "Nemo" with a 2 x winner that had previously beaten the LA Dream Team and Border City from Mexico. Coy and I were friends at the time and he let his wife (at that time) handle Ch Nemo. Well, my dog quite on all fours in about 30 minutes, after winning for the first 20 or so. That was Nemo's first, he went on to win 3 more and died in a win against the Bellon Club. He was a dead game dog that could fight. His brother Chip was better. Clarks Ch Cowboy, BB Reds and Banjos Uncle, was another great dog, that produced well after Randy Clark sold him to C. Mayfield out west.
I've seen alot more of the dogs of this bloodline, and I like it. I have chosen another bloodline to go with for a few reasons. In my opinion these dogs are very tricky to breed, be careful inbreeding them!!!!!!!! I've seen some inferior freaks caused by inbreeding this blood too much, but I guess that can happen with any blood.
GR Ch Mayday
Mayday and his siblings were all impressive and well built but Mayday alwaysstood out. He was BIG, CONFIRMED, and fearless, He walked out of the vanas a puppy after the long drive, barked, and marked my kennel as HIS territory right when he hit the ground. He had a huge head, long ears and barked at the other dogs from the start. His head was always up high. He really thought he was the MAN. He was a happy and energetic pup. The first time we put him in the box, we did it with Ch. Leroy (heavy Paladin) .Leroy was a HARD biter. He got a hold of Mayday's chest and bit hard. Finally, Mayday got a hold of the head and got him out. After that, Mayday was PISSED. For the next 5 minutes, he mopped the floor with Ch. Leroy. We had to stop it cause he was killing him. Of Course, Leroy was pushing 9 pounds , and it was not fair. BUT from that Moment on Mayday SCREAMED in the corner. He really was impressive.
1.-We go into, SLK & Dennis L�s HI VOLTAGE (2X), at Catch Weight. This match was special to me because of the adverse circumstances.
A.- Mayday, (First time out)
B.- Choice , (First time out)
C.- Leroy (1X)
We arrived late Monday night in PR and we went with Choice and Leroy. Both of them won. Ch. Choice won in an impressive match against a HARD biting daughter of Garner's Frisco. We arrived at 2 AM to the kennel and I knew something was wrong. Whenever Mayday heard my voice, he would SCREAM and Bark , and Go Crazy cause he knew it was time to work. The problem was that It was SILENT. We took a flashlight into the kennel and to our surprise we find mayday inside his cell but with another DEAD bulldog. The dof was a brother to Southern Kennels Xuxa. He had gotten loose and they fought fence to fence , but I think Mayday grabbed the fence and pulled it enough for the other dog to come through. It was no big deal that he killed a smaller dog but the match was that Saturday and he looked exhausted. We cleaned him up, We locked him in a totally dark room with all the food and water he could handle and on the next day's walk. he looked better, We did the same thing the next day. I was really worried that the accident might have tired his mouth. One b/c of making the hole in the fence, the other in killing the dog. At the time of the show, Mayday only had some scratches and swollen lips. hehe HI VOLTAGE; weighed 67Lbs, and was a monster, Mayday weighed 59 pounds. He looked Tiny next to High Voltage. but catch weight is catch weight. Finaly, Mayday won in 35 minutes, He never showed tired, and after the 25 minute mark, he took control and finished.
2.-Soulman & Plumb Dave BIG RED (2X), Southern Kennels had taken 5 dogs to PR and won 4. We lost one game to Stone city Kennels Ch. Nico(4x)(ROM) with a son of Ch. Rattler at 1:13. The time before, we took 3 dogs to PR and won ALL 3. People in Southern Florida said that Southern Kennels was only winning in Puerto Rico and they weren't quality wins. Especially Soulman he was realy being vocal. He said Ch. Whiteheads toughest match was against a pure redboy-jocko dog. Southern Kennels had lost to BIG RED before with a different son of Ch. Rattler who stood the line at 1:05. After that, BIG RED had won his second match in 1:25 , and now he was ready for his championship. I had lost to BIG RED before and wanted a piece of him with Mayday so after many calls, It was hooked. Mayday's pit weight at that time was 60 but we conceded to bring him at 58 to make it happen. I was crazy about beating BIG red to prove that the previous wins in PR were the real deals and that the dogs in PR were also the real deal. As much as we tried, Mayday only came in at 58.5. We paid the forfeit and they gave me an hour to lose .5 pounds. We did and the party started. It was Mayday's easiest fight. He used big red like a punching bag. He mopped the floor with him. People watching wanted to change his name to PAYDAY. hehe Others were calling him KILLING MACHINE. Havan Tito was screaming. "It's Gr.Ch. Rodney. Gr.Ch. Rodney, Gr.Ch. Rodney reincarnated. hehe Big Red stood the line at 37 minutes and it ended with Mayday SCREAMING iun the corner. He was just getting started. He wanted another hour. It was an impressive Victory. Later soulman called me and said that his dogs were still better than the ones in Puerto Rico but only 2 minutes better. LOL.
3.- After this 2nd win it was extremely difficult getting him hooked again.We had to change his name and so forth. He had won impressively and no one wanted any of Mayday. My GREAT friend Angel, hooked him with the Gator Boys in NYC area against a supposed 4x winner. They ended up bringing Pete Jr. who was in my opinion half CROCODILE. This dog could BITE. He was more to the ground and thicker than mayday. He looked like a typical Bullyson/Cowboy, but 60 pounds. hehe. That dog was a true killing machine. It was Mayday's toughest fight at that time. It was the shortest but the most SAVAGE. Mayday somehow knew that he had to kill this Croc before he gotkilled. He finished in 29 minutes BUT with TERRIBLE chest injuries. At about 2AM at the VET's Mayday was cold and DYING. The wound was only an inch from his lung. It was a miracle he lived. We worked on him long and hard and my friend Angel kept him for a few months. After that He was Southern Kennels Ch. Mayday. WOW I was excited. Thank you Angel.
4.-For #4 We didn't have to look for anyone, They came looking for us. We didn't have to change names or nothing like that. We hooked into Big Dust�s Ch.Budda, (6X), he had won 6 but only had reported the last three to the SDJ. This time it was 65 pounds. In the first 5 minutes, Budda BROKE Mayday's Leg. Budda was a rough dog, after that Mayday stay there with three legs, and still coming and coming, it was a classic match. after 30 minutes even, they both slow down and pace themselves. At the 45 minute mark, Mayday started to take control and I urged him to finish. I would yell, and mayday shook violently. at 1:05 . Buddah stood the line.!! Mayday once again SCREAMED in the corner. After this match I retired him for a year. This is when I first bred Xuxa to produce Gr.Ch. lukane. I never thought to match him again because he only walked on 3 legs after that. Then I met Cuban Missing Link who probably knows more than VETs do. He told me that Mayday walked on three legs only because he THOUGHT his leg was still hurt. I had seen the x rays and told him he was crazy. He replied that that break in the leg only made it stronger and that a pre-keep would fix the problem. I tried it and to my surprise, Missing Link was right. He not only fixed the leg, but Mayday looked 2 years younger again.
#5 The best match was Gr.Ch.Mayday against Tant�s Cody, not only because of how good Cody was, who later on showed to be DEAD GAME, but because of all the circumstances surrounding the contest. It was almost impossible for Mayday to win this match. The odds were stacked 99% against us. Mr. Tant, didn�t know that he was going into Mayday. My good friend Angel hooked Mayday into Mr. Tant for us. We respect Mr. Tant like as a good breeder and
dogman, but we had to show that Mayday could handle any Red Boy/Jocko dog as well. So, we went into the MAIN SOURCE of Gr.Ch.Yellow blood. Mr. Tant. We conditioned Mayday in Fla, and flew into SC a few days before the contest. That match was hooked at 65 Lbs. We made a mistake on his last feed, and we were at 65.5 Lbs, just half pound over weight, so we had to pay the forfeit. Mr. Tant was OK with that and he still wanted to do it. At 65 Lbs ,a half pound would not make that big a difference. We paid it and started to wash Mayday. Toward the end of the wash, Mr. Tant started to look at Mayday, and he started saying "That is a nice looking dog,","He looks just like my Yellow dogs,","Is he who I�m thinking he is?????? ". At this point we were getting edgy. Then asked us directly, " Is this dog Ch.Mayday ???? " Well, what could we say? We had to admit it. He was very UPSET. I couldn�t blame him. He said, he didn�t want to go into his dogs. I told him that "YES, Mayday is off of Gr. Ch. Yellow BUTyou werent the breeder. The breeder was Mr.Hollingsworth who paid the Stud Fee. All you did was collect the money.
He is only 50% your bloodline. The other 50% is Hollingsworth's careful blend of Bolio-Tombstone. "Any ways, after he collected our Forfeit, he ran out of the place with his dog, and left us there with Mayday all wet. We didn't even have a chance to finish washing him. hehe. We were very frustrated. I told myself that was the last time, I will conditione Mayday!! It was extremely difficult finding any dog able to go into him. A few friends like Cuban Missing Link were there in car, and I ask him to just take him (Mayday) back to Miami in his car that same night. Of course we didn�t feed Mayday that night, he was in the car all night long , until they arrived home in the morning. At that time, they just gave Mayday a cup of dog food. Everything was gone. We already lost the chance to make the match. That Sunday�s morning on March 1996, when I wake up, I was very hyper and disapointed. I decided to call Mr. Tant and have a meeting with him. I wanted to renogociate the situation and make that match possible, after a 2 hour conversation, we agreed to the following terms
A.We wiil do it Thursday�s night
B. Not 65Lbs,,,,,catch weight.
C. We will play only 1K, against Ch.Dragon Lady (Champion Dragonlady was well known as the best 47lber in the world and Mr. Tant wanted to snatch her from us. )