![]() ![]() Boles’ eyes and could have sworn a saw a tinge of fear – well everyone at pitside didn’t see it that way. Boles, my name is Sue, how do you do,? Naw, I didn’t do that but I did ask him if he had a cock to hack before the derby. So I walked up to him before the derby and said, Mr. I knew he was a legend even then so why not try to whip a legend. When I was nineteen in the late 1960’s, I was at a derby Mr. Boles’ Asil crosses was to drop a cock in the first buckle and not be mad. The worst characteristic I witnessed of Mr. Boles accepted the some what outcast image and flourished against the best cocks his era could throw at him and make winning look easy. ![]() His dedication to these Asil crosses was unshakeable. Boles insight into his particular Asil family and their crosses was masterful. Boles, at times, faced more than a feathered opponent, which in time, made him seem a bit cynical and suspicious of everyone. Boles’ Oriental crosses dropped their opponents so quick it didn’t seem fair. Boles drove up to the pit I watched entries load their cocks back into their vehicles and leave! They wanted to save their money. The Bobby Boles entry was the most feared entry to ever compete. By Jim Todd - The Gamecock Magazine, March 2000, p. ![]()
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