Ernesto Ornelas listens intently to coach Hector Lopez's instructions while waiting for the start of his fight during a boxing competition that the club organizes. The other coach tucks Ernesto's shirt into his waistband to meet regulations, meanwhile keeping an eye on the referee. Santa Ana, California, USA. June 2001.
The boxing club trains in Jerome Gym, an old, dilapidated sports building, that actually is ready to be demolished and hardly can be called hygienic anymore, with blocked, stinking toilets. For matches, the boxers can use the big sporting hall that is the best kept space and that is also used for basketball and gymnastics. For training sessions, TKO shares a smaller space with a group of body builders. Men with prominent muscles are lifting weights, while mothers are helping their children lace big boxing gloves around thin wrists.
The coaches involve the parents in everything that concerns the club. Fathers assist during training, but mothers also keep the boxing bag steady, so their offspring can hit it hard. On the walls next to the boxing ring pictures are hanging of the club champions, as well as handmade posters with the names of winners of recent titles.
Four times a year TKO itself organizes a boxing tournament, that is attended by other clubs from Southern California. Organizing a game is a lot of work, but also a good way to make some money for the cash-strapped club. Spectators pay an entrance fee and eagerly buy the tasty, homemade Mexican food.
Coach Lopez' family also helps out: his wife, sister and mother-in-law sell food, lottery tickets and T-shirts with the logo of the club. The club offers trophies for all the contestants of the twenty fights that can be held during one afternoon.
Lack of competition
On a Saturday in June TKO makes that number easily. They even have to turn down boxers. Cristina is walking around dressed in a bib overall and with a pink ribbon in her braided hair: she can't box today. At the boxing school she fights against boys, but that is not allowed during matches, and no girl of her category has shown up to fight against. It's a common problem, that hampers female boxers in their development, because they miss out on competition experience.
"She's had too much publicity lately," her mother guesses. "That scares other girls and coaches off. They think she's too good, that they can't beat her. But that's nonsense of course."
Cristina has only fought three official contests so far: two wins and one loss. The first time she had to enter the boxing ring for a competition, she was afraid. But not anymore.
Teammate Emily Ramos does have an opponent today: Nancy Hernandez from LA Boxing, 14 years old, just like her. Nancy weighs somewhat less than Emily: 121 pounds against 127, but she already has boxed three competitions and so is the more seasoned one. It is Emily's first match, yet she is not afraid to hit and receive. She bravely strikes away, loudly cheered on by her team. Finally her adversary wins on points. Still, coach Lopez is proud of her: "It was a good experience, she showed excellent willingness."
Cristina's brother Ernesto also has an opponent. In his corner of the ring he listens intently to the instructions of the coach. And a short while later, he beats his opponent, under loud acclaim of his teammates. Yet, coach Lopez is angry: "You were rather slow," he grumbles. "Did you go to bed late? Why? You know you have to go and sleep early if you're having a competition the next morning."