Johnny Mendelsohn: “The Ghetto Hercules”

By Pete Ehrmann on August 14, 2014
Johnny Mendelsohn: “The Ghetto Hercules”
Locally any acclaim for him was fleeting, and always overshadowed by the famous razz.

Harry’s efforts to snare ever-larger purses for his brother Johnny were regarded as typical Hebrew avarice…

When Johnny Mendelsohn won the biggest fight of his career he simultaneously sealed his fate as, in the words of a sportswriter who covered him, “the most maligned boxer Milwaukee ever had.”

That’s because the guy in the other corner at the Auditorium on May 16, 1921 was the most beloved boxer (if not athlete) Milwaukee ever had.

By the time Mendelsohn moved to town in 1916 from Canada, where his family emigrated from Romania when Johnny was a toddler, Richie Mitchell was already the handsome face of local boxing, a contender for the lightweight championship, and so adored that members of the “Mitchell Boosters” club frequently carried him bodily from the ring after a fight to the site of the victory blow-out.

Even though Mitchell was stopped by 135-pound champion Benny Leonard in their January 14, 1921 championship fight at Madison Square Garden, he endeared himself even more by rising from three knockdowns and then knocking Leonard down in what is rated as one of the most thrilling opening rounds in championship fight history.

Since turning pro in 1917, Johnny Mendelsohn had provided plenty of thrills, too. They called the 5’4½” muscular lightweight the “Ghetto Hercules,” and he slugged his way up the ladder with the wade-in style Mendelsohn had learned in turf wars with other newsboys in Winnipeg.

His favorite sport was swimming, not boxing. At 15, Johnny won a national diving title in Canada. But there was no money in that, and while the hushed, appreciative crowds that watched him jackknife off the North Ave. bridge into the Milwaukee River every Saturday morning were nice, Mendelsohn preferred the howling ones that paid to see him make opponents splash in the local bucket of blood.

But he was inconsistent in the ring. After he knocked out Eddie Mahoney on October 15, 1920, Sentinel boxing writer Chet Koeppel hailed the “great victory for Mendelsohn.” Two months later, when Johnny and Otto Wallace fought to a draw, Koeppel called him “an overrated boxer” and “simply a good boy among the fighters of the second-class.”

So when Mendelsohn’s brother and manager, Harry, had the temerity to claim that Johnny and not Richie Mitchell was the best lightweight in town, it was an act of civic effrontery akin to taking a leak in a stein of the beer that made Milwaukee famous.

This is as good a time as any to say that the Mendelsohns’ ethnicity wasn’t exactly in their favor, either. “The Canadian Jew battler,” one writer called Johnny; and Harry’s efforts to snare ever-larger purses for his brother were regarded as typical Hebrew avarice.

Yet when Billy Mitchell, who handled his brother Richie, demanded a flat guarantee of $10,000 — the equivalent of $118,351 in today’s dollars, and many times over the 1921 average take-home pay of $1,537 — for a fight with Mendelsohn, it was considered a shrewd managerial move.

The Mendelsohns accepted, which meant that after Mitchell and the other boxers on the card were paid off and the Auditorium rent and all the other expenses were taken care of, Johnny got whatever was left.

It came to exactly $116.75. But with it went the lightweight championship of Milwaukee when Mendelsohn knocked Mitchell down three times in what The Journal’s Sam Levy said “reminded one more of a neighborhood battle for blood than of a formal ring bout.”

“I have always said I could whip Richie, and I guess I proved it,” said Mendelsohn after the exciting 10-round fight. “The satisfaction I got out of the bout more than repays me. I took a gamble, lost financially, but won the bout.”

He didn’t win any popularity. “Every move made by (Mendelsohn) serves to put him in a bad light with the public,” wrote Levy after Johnny and Harry committed the cardinal sin of walking out of the Auditorium during a one-sided fight featuring Pinkey Mitchell, Richie’s brother, the following October. “The famous razz followed the pair from the building.”

It followed Mendelsohn for the next five years, even when he fought with more courage than probably was good for him and put up some of the most thrilling bouts in local ring history. He became a contender for the lightweight title himself and in 1923 lost to Benny Leonard in Philadelphia, where they cheered Mendelsohn out of the ring for his display of guts.

But locally any acclaim for him was fleeting, and always overshadowed by the famous razz.

When Philadelphia lightweight contender Lew Tendler beat Mendelsohn in 10 rounds on November 3, 1922, Levy wrote that the Auditorium crowd was disappointed not because the visitor won but because most of them “undoubtedly came to see the great Tendler stretch the unpopular Northsider on the mat.”

“Johnny O’Donnell, a fighting Irish son, tamed Johnny Mendelsohn in their squared circle glove debate at the Auditorium Friday night while a mob of anti-Mendelsohn followers of the sport fairly roared themselves hoarse,” reported Chet Koeppel on June 7, 1924.

It went on like that until Mendelsohn was back fighting in preliminary bouts for whatever purse he could get. He had to, because in 1925 he went bankrupt, the $50,000 he earned in the ring gone through bad investments.

He didn’t expect pity or any handouts.

“I’ll fight my way out of the present situation,” declared Johnny. “I’ll have to, I guess, because I want to pay every creditor.”

He probably didn’t expect what happened, either.

The headline in The Journal after the overweight, over-the-hill boxer fought Billy Bortfeld in an eight-round preliminary at the Auditorium on February 21, 1927 was, “Mendelsohn loses, but he gets his cheers at last.”

“A far different atmosphere pervaded the arena when Johnny marched down the aisle, headed for the ring,” wrote Sam Levy. “The boos and jeers which were so deafening in the days when he had the courage to meet such punchers as Rocky Kansas, Tommy O’Brien, Lew Tendler and others had turned to cheers. At last, Mendelsohn, now in bad financial straits, was acclaimed a favorite.”

Mendelsohn died in 1989. His son Jerry recalls his father as a man of few words.

“He used to tell me, ‘If there’s three or less, fight your way out of it. More than three — run like hell!’”

In his older years Johnny swept floors at the Allis-Chalmers manufacturing plant. When the Great Blizzard of 1947 paralyzed Milwaukee, he walked the 12 or so miles from his home to the plant in West Allis and worked and slept there until the streetcars were running again.

At A-C, says Jerry Mendelsohn, there was a much younger and bigger plant worker who got his kicks out of taunting the gnarled old boxer, calling him punch-drunk and other names until the fed-up foreman finally said, “Johnny, I’m gonna turn my back. Do what you have to do.”

Even a Mitchell Booster would’ve cheered at what happened then.

“Dad laid him out like a bag of coal with two or three punches,” says Jerry.

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  1. Fred Mendelsohn 07:18pm, 01/02/2018

    Johnny was my uncle. In his old age, he had a keen wit, and I never saw signs of him being hit too much such that his mental state was affected.  In fact, at a family wedding,  when I was in my 20’s and he in his late 60’s, a cousin said to him, “Johnny, you remember Freddy don’t you?” He replied, “Sure, he and I went to different schools together.”  Please note the family story was that his fight with Benny Leonard ended in a draw; and Leonard refused to give him a rematch.

  2. Brendan Sennett 07:16pm, 08/26/2017

    Johnny is my great grandfather. I’m so proud of him. His daughter, Jane Mendelsohn, married my grandfather, Lowell Sennett. She had many great stories of him.

  3. Bob 06:05pm, 08/20/2014

    Another guy I’m embarrassed to say I was unfamiliar with.  Thanks for bringing him to my attention. Very enjoyable read.

  4. Irish Frankie Crawford Beat Saijo aka Gimpel 06:34pm, 08/14/2014

    Hebrew avarice my ass….oh fine….they loved him when he was flat broke…..sorry bunch of asswipes….for my part…..what’s not to like here….Mendelsohn had a head as big as Primo Carnera’s on a Willie Shoemaker class body….little wonder he was a holy terror of an asskicker!

  5. Irish Frankie Crawford Beat Saijo aka Gimpel 02:54pm, 08/14/2014

    I say this pocket Hercules was not a fraction over 5’2”.....no biggie!.....truth be told 5"0” Danny DeVito towers over Jon Stewart, Ben Stiller, and Tom Cruise…being dwarves has certainly not stood in the way of the great success all three of these “Little People” celebrities have enjoyed.

  6. oldschool 10:31am, 08/14/2014

    Another gem from Pete. I love these stories from days passed that generally go unnoticed as the years pass.

  7. ch. 07:24am, 08/14/2014

    That was a great story !

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