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Remembering Hector Camacho

While he may be remembered for his flamboyance in the ring and his freewheeling life outside of it, Hector "Macho" Camacho was a brilliant fighter who fought tough, fast, and focused. He brought  more than a splash of flamboyance and entertainment to the sport, often wearing outrageous ring outfits and basking in the glory of the applause, winning world junior lightweight, lightweight, and junior welterweight titles in the 1980s.

"It's Macho time," Camacho and his team would call out as he dramatically entered the ring. He was at his best there; troubles with drugs and alcohol and other issues followed him outside of it. Camacho was shot and mortally wounded while sitting in a car in San Juan, Puerto Rico; investigators reported that they found 10 small bags of cocaine in the car. Sadly, time ran out for him.

Hector "Macho" Camacho in training

Hector Camacho doing roadwork at his training camp in Florida

Hector Camacho's training camp in Florida

Hector Camacho in a more pensive moment in training camp in Florida

(The first photograph appeared in my book, The Prizefighters: An Intimate Look at Champions and Contenders.)


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