MARCIANO REBOUNDS AFTER KNOCK OUT
Jersey Joe Walcott never saw the right glove of the hard-bitten Marciano as it came whirling out of the night. It hit him on the side of the jaw and a splatter of blood shot from an old eye wound.
The champion's face went blank. His mouth hung open and his mouthpiece dribbled slowly from between his lips. Then he sagged forward and collapsed gently on the ring floor, his forehead on the canvas, supported by his knees and elbows.
The Bull from Brockton stood over him on his shaggy pillars of legs, drenched in his own hot blood on this cool damp night.
The referee Charlie Daggert tolled the count, which you couldn't hear in the tumult that filled the auditorium. Right in the middle of his count, at precisely five, Walcott's knees and elbows refused to prop him up any longer, and he sort of went down on his face like a flat tire.
. . . And the new champion of the world was Rocco Francis Marchegiano of Brockton, Massachusetts, first one born of the Bay State since John Lawrence Sullivan 62 years earlier.
Boston Globe, September 24, 1952.