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Young Confident Hell Stop Fusari Sees Garden Bout As Title Prelude Middleweight Hopeful Says He Must Knockout Opponent For Greenwich Village Pals By BARNEY NAGLER NEW YORK, N. Y., May 6.— Paddy Young, proprietor of an Ice cream parlor in Greenwich. Village, spoke like the owner of an arsenal. "Ill bomb the guy with this," he said, showing a solid left fist. "Hell find a Young named Paddy is tougher that a Young named Terry." The middleweight mauler spoke quietly, as though unleashing a long-kept secret, but there was no need for the whispering. Except for one other, Paddy was alone in his dressing room at Stillmans Gym yesterday. He was waiting to go out to spar in preparation for a 10-rounder at Madison Square Garden Friday night with Charley Fusari, the Jersey milkman. The menacing words, naturally were aimed at Fusari. "I saw him knockout Terry Young," Paddy said. "This Young will be different." A patch of adhesive covered the bridge of Paddys nose, doubtless of safeguard a slight skin break. He wore bandages on his fists, preparatory to pulling on sparring gloves, and his gray bathrobe was draped loosely over his heavy shoulders. "I know this one is important for me," he said, after a while. "It could mean I might get a title shot, if I get lucky. Maybe not now, but soon. Thats what I want most of all." Paddys face is wide and flanked by ears of discernible size. His eyes are blue and his skin freckled slightly. He isnt sure of his words unless he is speaking about boxing or the kids down in the Village, which has been home to him for all of his 21 years. Sells 1,000 Tickers for Fight "You know," he said, "when I fight we. all go broke down there if I lose. Everybody bets, the little kids to the grown guys. "They come up to the fight and they cheer me. Ill sell one thousands tickets for Fridays fight. "I close the Ice cream parlor early the night I fight. Thered be no business down there even if it was open. Nobodys down there. Theyre all at the Garden." Young, who has scored 19 knockouts in 43 fights, will be making his fourth Garden main event start. He lost the first, out-landishly, to his Greenwich Village rival, Tony Pellone; dropped the second, on a cut eye, to Tuzo Portuguez, and whipped Portuguez in a return. "Im gonna win Friday for the Village," he explained. "This Fusari cant lick a guy from Greenwich Village. Pellone beat him and if Tony can do it, I can. You dont know what it means to be a fighter down there. Youre more than just somebody. Everybody considers you a hero. "I come from Perry Street — thats where Gene Tunney was brought up, and Im somebody down there. The other day they made me chairman of the Police Athletic League. I got to go out and collect money to help the kids. "Thats a big honor for me. Dont forget to mention it in your paper. No matter what happens against Fusari — IH win by a knockout— Im going down to the Village, from door to door, and get money for the PAL. Thats a big thing for us." Paddy knows this first-hand. He worked on the West Side docks as a stevedore after only one year of high school. His father still labors -on the docks; Paddy lives with a married sister. How does a dockwalloper dad feel about a fighting son who becomes a Garden head-liner? "It was the greatest thing that ever happened for my father, me becoming a fighter. Dont you see, it makes him an important guy on the docks and in the Village, like as if he himself was pulling on gloves and trunks and going in there to beat guys. "I dont have a mother, so Im close to my father and I know how he feels. Guess I got to win for him Friday night. For myself too, all those people in the Village. I cant let them go broke." He smiled. "They had the odds away up there when they made the match — 9-5 or something. It aint that close now."
