Hector Camacho died last week. Problems with law

(2012-11-24 ) (50 years)

Return to welterweight and super welterweight

After defeating Leonard, Hector faced American star Oscar De La Hoya for the WBC welterweight title, De La Hoya dominated the entire fight and sent Hector to the canvas in the 9th round. The Puerto Rican nevertheless got up, and was able to hold out until the final gong. Camacho lost devastatingly on points.

After a total of 88 fights in the professional ring, Hector Camacho has never lost ahead of schedule.

Problems with law

Store robbery 2005

On January 6, 2005, Camacho was arrested by police in Gulfport, Mississippi, on charges of attempting to rob an electronics store while under the influence of ecstasy. In 2007, he pleaded guilty and admitted to using narcotic substances during the crime. He was sentenced to 7 years in prison, but the sentence was reduced to one year of probation and 14 days in a colony.

2011 Camacho attacks

In 2011, he became the victim of an attack by criminals. Camacho was shot three times with a pistol, but he did not sue them.

Allegations of child abuse

In November 2011, the Florida State Attorney issued an arrest warrant for Camacho for child abuse. He was accused of assaulting and beating his own teenage son in his home along with ex-wife Camacho in March 2011. Camacho surrendered to Florida authorities in April 2012. After posting a $5,000 bail, he was released.

2012 shooting and death

On November 20, 2012, around 7 pm, Camacho was shot dead with a single shot in the jaw, at hometown Bayamón, (Puerto Rico). Row news agencies It was reported that Camacho, 50, was sitting in the passenger seat of a friend's car and was shot by unknown assailants from a passing SUV. The driver of the car, Adrian Mojica Moreno, a childhood friend of Camacho, was killed during the attack. Camacho was taken to the San Pablo Hospital in Bayamón, where he is reported to be in critical condition. The police reported that the van was found with 9 bags of cocaine in it.

The bullet pierced the left side of Camacho's jaw and fractured the fifth and sixth cervical vertebrae, causing damage to the carotid artery that limited blood flow to the brain. At first, the doctors announced that Camacho had a good chance of surviving but could be paralyzed, but after he suffered an overnight cardiac arrest, they said that his brain activity was very low. The next morning it was announced that he was brain dead. Hector Camacho was officially declared dead after heart attack the next day and disconnected from the artificial respiration apparatus.

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Vacation came a week later. Hussars, comrades not only in the regiment, but also in the brigade, gave dinner to Rostov, which cost 15 rubles per head. subscriptions - played two pieces of music, sang two choirs of songbooks; Rostov danced the trepak with Major Basov; drunken officers rocked, hugged and dropped Rostov; the soldiers of the third squadron rocked it again and shouted hurray! Then Rostov was put on a sleigh and escorted to the first station.
Half the way, as it always happens, from Kremenchug to Kyiv, all Rostov's thoughts were still back - in the squadron; but having crossed over halfway, he had already begun to forget the trio of Savras, his sergeant-major Dozhoyveika, and he began to restlessly ask himself what and how he would find in Otradnoye. The closer he drove, the stronger, much stronger (as if the moral feeling was subject to the same law of the speed of falling bodies in the squares of distances), he thought about his house; at the last station before Otradnoye, he gave the coachman three rubles for vodka, and, like a boy, panting, he ran onto the porch of the house.
After the enthusiasm of the meeting, and after that strange feeling of dissatisfaction in comparison with what you expect - everything is the same, to which I was in such a hurry! - Nikolai began to get used to his old world Houses. Father and mother were the same, they just aged a little. What was new in them was some kind of anxiety and sometimes disagreement, which had not happened before and which, as Nikolai soon learned, came from a bad state of affairs. Sonya was already in her twenties. She had already stopped getting prettier, did not promise anything more than what was in her; but that was enough. She has been breathing happiness and love since Nikolai arrived, and the true, unshakable love of this girl joyfully acted on him. Petya and Natasha surprised Nikolai the most. Petya was already a big, thirteen-year-old, handsome, merrily and cleverly playful boy, whose voice was already breaking. Nikolai was surprised at Natasha for a long time, and laughed, looking at her.
“Not at all,” he said.
- Well, have you lost your mind?
- On the contrary, but the importance is somehow. Princess! he told her in a whisper.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Natasha said happily.
Natasha told him her affair with Prince Andrei, his arrival in Otradnoye, and showed him his last letter.
- What are you happy about? Natasha asked. - I'm so calm now, happy.
“I am very glad,” Nikolai answered. - He's a great person. What are you so in love with?
- How can I tell you, - Natasha answered, - I was in love with Boris, with a teacher, with Denisov, but this is not at all the same. I am calm, firm. I know that there are no people better than him, and I feel so calm, good now. Not at all like before...
Nikolai expressed his displeasure to Natasha that the wedding had been postponed for a year; but Natasha attacked her brother with bitterness, proving to him that it could not be otherwise, that it would be bad to enter the family against the will of her father, that she herself wanted it.
“You don’t understand at all,” she said. Nicholas fell silent and agreed with her.
Her brother was often surprised looking at her. It was not at all like she was a bride in love separated from her fiancé. She was even, calm, cheerful, completely as before. This surprised Nikolai and even made him look incredulously at Bolkonsky's matchmaking. He did not believe that her fate had already been decided, especially since he had not seen Prince Andrei with her. It always seemed to him that something was not right in this proposed marriage.
"Why the delay? Why didn't you get engaged?" he thought. Having talked once with his mother about his sister, he, to his surprise and partly to his pleasure, found that his mother, in the depths of her soul, sometimes looked with distrust at this marriage.
“Here he writes,” she said, showing her son a letter from Prince Andrei with that hidden feeling of hostility that a mother always has against her daughter’s future marital happiness, “writes that she will not arrive before December. What kind of business could hold him back? That's right, a disease! Health is very weak. Don't tell Natasha. Don't look at how cheerful she is: this is the last girl's time, and I know what happens to her every time we receive his letters. But God willing, everything will be fine, - she concluded every time: - he is an excellent person.

The first time of his arrival, Nikolai was serious and even boring. He was tormented by the imminent need to intervene in these stupid household affairs for which his mother had called him. In order to get this burden off his shoulders as soon as possible, on the third day of his arrival, he angrily, without answering the question where he was going, went with frowning eyebrows to Mitenka's wing and demanded from him the accounts of everything. What these accounts of everything were, Nikolai knew even less than Mitenka, who had come in fear and bewilderment. The conversation and accounting of Mitenka did not last long. The headman, the elector and the zemstvo, who were waiting in the ante-room of the wing, heard with fear and pleasure at first how the young count’s voice, which seemed to rise ever higher, hummed and crackled, heard abusive and terrible words, pouring out one after another.
- Rogue! Ungrateful creature! ... I will chop up a dog ... not with my father ... robbed ... - etc.
Then, with no less pleasure and fear, these people saw how the young count, all red, with bloodshot eyes, pulled Mitenka by the collar, with great dexterity, with great dexterity, between his words, pushed him in the behind and shouted: “Get out! so that your spirit, bastard, is not here!
Mitenka flew headlong down the six steps and ran into the flower bed. (This flowerbed was a well-known area for saving criminals in Otradnoye. Mitenka himself, when he arrived drunk from the city, hid in this flowerbed, and many residents of Otradnoye, hiding from Mitenka, knew the saving power of this flowerbed.)
Mitenka's wife and sisters-in-law, with frightened faces, leaned out into the hallway from the door of the room, where a clean samovar was boiling and the clerk's high bed stood under a quilted blanket sewn from short pieces.
The young count, panting, paying no attention to them, walked past them with resolute steps and went into the house.
The countess, who immediately learned through the girls about what had happened in the wing, on the one hand, calmed down in the sense that now their condition should get better, on the other hand, she was worried about how her son would endure this. She tiptoed to his door several times, listening to him smoke pipe after pipe.
The next day the old count called his son aside and said to him with a timid smile:
- Do you know, you, my soul, got excited in vain! Mitenka told me everything.
"I knew, thought Nikolai, that I would never understand anything here in this stupid world."
- You were angry that he did not enter these 700 rubles. After all, he wrote them in transport, and you didn’t look at the other page.
- Daddy, he's a scoundrel and a thief, I know. And what he did, he did. And if you don't want me, I won't tell him anything.
- No, my soul (the count was also embarrassed. He felt that he was a bad manager of his wife's estate and was guilty before his children, but did not know how to fix it) - No, I ask you to take care of business, I'm old, I ...
- No, papa, you will forgive me if I did something unpleasant for you; I can do less than you.
“To hell with them, with these men and money, and transports along the page,” he thought. Even from a corner of six kush, I once understood, but from the page of transport - I don’t understand anything, ”he said to himself, and since then he has no longer intervened in business. Only once did the countess call her son to her, inform him that she had Anna Mikhailovna's bill for two thousand and asked Nikolai what he was thinking of doing with him.
“But how,” Nikolai answered. – You told me that it depends on me; I do not love Anna Mikhailovna and I do not love Boris, but they were friendly with us and poor. So that's how! - and he tore the bill, and with this act, with tears of joy, he made the old countess sob. After that, young Rostov, no longer intervening in any business, with passionate enthusiasm, took up the still new for him cases of dog hunting, which in large sizes was instituted by the old count.

There were already winters, morning frosts shackled the ground moistened with autumn rains, already the greenery had become narrower and brightly green separated from the stripes of turning brown, knocked out by cattle, winter and light yellow spring stubble with red stripes of buckwheat. The peaks and forests, which at the end of August were still green islands between the black fields of winter and stubble, became golden and bright red islands in the midst of bright green winters. The Rusak was already halfway lost (molted), the fox broods began to disperse, and the young wolves were more dog. It was the best hunting time. The dogs of the hot, young hunter Rostov not only entered the hunting body, but also knocked out so that in the general council of hunters it was decided to give the dogs a rest for three days and go on departure on September 16, starting from the oak forest, where there was an untouched wolf brood.
This was the state of affairs on the 14th of September.
All that day the hunt was at home; it was frosty and poignant, but in the evening it began to rejuvenate and warmed up. On September 15, when young Rostov looked out the window in the morning in a dressing gown, he saw such a morning, better than which nothing could be better for hunting: as if the sky was melting and descending to the ground without wind. The only movement that was in the air was the quiet movement from top to bottom of descending microscopic drops of mist or mist. Transparent drops hung from the bare branches of the garden and fell on the newly fallen leaves. The ground in the garden, like poppies, turned glossy wet black, and at a short distance merged with the dull and damp cover of fog. Nikolay went out onto the porch, wet with dirt, which smelled of withering forest and dogs. The black-spotted, broad-assed bitch Milka, with big black bulging eyes, saw her master, stood up, stretched back and lay down like a brown, then unexpectedly jumped up and licked him right on the nose and mustache. Another greyhound dog, seeing the owner from the colored path, arching its back, quickly rushed to the porch and raising the rule (tail), began to rub against Nikolai's legs.

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Return to welterweight and super welterweight

After a total of 88 fights in the professional ring, Hector Camacho has never lost ahead of schedule.

Problems with law

Store robbery 2005

On January 6, 2005, Camacho was arrested by police in Gulfport, Mississippi, on charges of attempting to rob an electronics store while under the influence of ecstasy. In 2007, he pleaded guilty and admitted to using drugs during the crime. He was sentenced to 7 years in prison, but the sentence was reduced to one year of probation and 14 days in a colony.

2011 Camacho attacks

In 2011, he became the victim of an attack by criminals. Camacho was shot three times with a pistol, but he did not sue them.

Allegations of child abuse

In November 2011, the Florida State Attorney issued an arrest warrant for Camacho for child abuse. He was accused of assaulting and beating his own teenage son in his home with ex-wife Camacho in March 2011. Camacho surrendered to Florida authorities in April 2012. After posting a $5,000 bail, he was released.

2012 shooting and death

On November 20, 2012, around 7 pm, Camacho was shot to death with a single shot to the jaw in his hometown of Bayamon, (Puerto Rico). A number of news agencies reported that Camacho, 50, was sitting in the passenger seat of a friend's car and was shot by unidentified assailants from a passing SUV. The driver of the car, Adrian Mojica Moreno, a childhood friend of Camacho, was killed during the attack. Camacho was taken to the San Pablo Hospital in Bayamón, where he is reported to be in critical condition. The police reported that the van was found with 9 bags of cocaine in it.

The bullet pierced the left side of Camacho's jaw and fractured the fifth and sixth cervical vertebrae, causing damage to the carotid artery that limited blood flow to the brain. At first, the doctors announced that Camacho had a good chance of surviving but could be paralyzed, but after he suffered an overnight cardiac arrest, they said that his brain activity was very low. The next morning it was announced that he was brain dead. Hector Camacho was officially declared dead following a heart attack the following day and off the ventilator.

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Mom was so weak that for three whole months she could hardly walk on her own ... The Seryogins took care of her in every possible way, trying to get out faster, and dad carried her in his arms when necessary, and when the gentle spring sun shone in April, he sat with her for hours in the garden, under cherry blossoms, trying with all his might to somehow revive his extinct "star" ...
But to my mother, these tender, falling cherry petals only reminded her of the same tender, fragile childhood life that flew away from her without time ... Thoughts that she did not even have time to see or bury her baby burned her exhausted soul And she couldn't forgive herself for that. And, in the end, all this pain spilled over into a real depression...
At that time, the Seryogins with the whole family tried to avoid talking about what had happened, despite the fact that dad was still choked by the pain of loss that had befallen him, and he could not get out of that hopeless “island of despair” into which his misfortune had thrown ... Probably there is nothing worse in the world than burying your own child... And dad had to do it alone ... To bury his little son alone, whom he, even without knowing it, managed to fall in love with so much and selflessly ...
I still cannot read these sad and bright lines that dad wrote to his father without tears. little son knowing that he would never get a chance to tell him that...

sonny
You are my bright-eyed boy!
Joy, my hope!
Don't go my dear
do not leave me!
Stand up, stretch out your arms
Open your eyes
You are my dear little boy
My glorious son.
Get up, look, listen
How the birds sing to us
Like flowers at dawn
May dews drink.
Get up, look my dear,
Death will wait for you!
See? - And on the graves
Sunny May lives!
Flames with flowers
Even the land of graves...
So why are there so few
Have you lived, my son?
My bright-eyed boy
Joy, my hope!
Don't go my dear
Do not leave me...
He called him Alexander, choosing this name himself, since his mother was in the hospital and he had no one else to ask. And when the grandmother offered to help bury the baby, dad categorically refused. He did everything himself, from beginning to end, although I can’t even imagine how much grief it was necessary to endure, burying his newborn son, and at the same time knowing that his beloved wife was dying in the hospital ... But dad is everything suffered without a single word of reproach to anyone, only the only thing he prayed for was that his beloved Annushka would return to him, until this terrible blow finally knocked her down, and until night fell on her exhausted brain ...
And then my mother returned, and he was completely powerless to help her with something, and did not know at all how to get her out of this terrible, “dead” state ...
Death little Alexander deeply shocked the entire Seryogin family. It seemed that he would never return to this sad house sunlight, and there will never be more laughter ... Mom was still "killed." And although her young body, obeying the laws of nature, began to grow stronger and stronger, her wounded soul, despite all the efforts of the pope, like a bird that had flown away, was still far away and, deeply plunging into the ocean of pain, was in no hurry to return from there ...

But soon, after some six months, good news came to them - mom was pregnant again ... Dad was frightened at first, but seeing that mom suddenly began to revive very quickly, he decided to take risks, and now everyone is looking forward to they were expecting a second child... This time they were very careful, and tried in every possible way to protect their mother from any unwanted accidents. But, unfortunately, trouble, apparently for some reason, fell in love with this hospitable door ... And she knocked again ...
With fright, knowing sad story mother’s first pregnancy, and fearing that something would go “wrong” again, the doctors decided to do “ C-section before the contractions start (!). And apparently they did it too early ... One way or another, a girl was born, who was named Marianna. But, unfortunately, she also managed to live for a very short time - after three days this fragile, slightly blossoming life, for unknown reasons, was interrupted ...
There was a terrible impression that someone really didn’t want their mother to give birth at all ... And although by nature and genetics she was a strong and absolutely suitable woman for childbearing, she was already afraid to even think about repeating such a cruel attempt once at all...
But man is a creature, surprisingly strong, and is able to endure much more than he himself could ever imagine ... Well, pain, even the most terrible, (if it does not immediately break the heart) is sometimes visible blunted, forced out, eternally living in each of us, hope. That is why, exactly one year later, very easily and without any complications, in the early December morning, another daughter was born to the Seryogin family, and I turned out to be this happy daughter ... But ... and this birth would certainly have ended differently happily, if everything continued to happen according to the pre-prepared plan of our “compassionate” doctors ... On a cold December morning, my mother was taken to the hospital, even before she had contractions, in order, again, to “be sure” that “ nothing bad will happen (!!!) ... Dad, wildly nervous from "bad feelings", rushed back and forth along the long hospital corridor, unable to calm down, because he knew that, according to their common agreement, mom did such try in last time and if something happens to the child this time too, it means that they will never be destined to see their children ... The decision was difficult, but dad preferred to see, if not children, then at least his beloved "star" alive, and not to bury his whole family at once, even without really understanding what it really means - his family ...
To my father’s great regret, Dr. Ingelyavichus, who was still the chief surgeon there, again came to check on my mother, and it was very, very difficult to avoid his “high” attention ... Having “carefully” examined my mother, Ingelyavichus announced that he would come tomorrow at 6 o'clock in the morning, to give mom another "caesarean section", for which poor dad almost had a heart attack ...
But about five o'clock in the morning, a very pleasant young midwife came to my mother and, much to my mother's surprise, cheerfully said:
- Well, let's get ready, now we will give birth!
When the frightened mother asked - what about the doctor? The woman, calmly looking into her eyes, affectionately replied that, in her opinion, it was high time for her mother to give birth to live (!) Children ... And she began to gently and carefully massage her mother’s stomach, as if gradually preparing her for a “soon and happy” childbearing ... And now, with light hand to this wonderful unknown midwife, at about six o'clock in the morning, my mother easily and quickly gave birth to her first living child, which, fortunately, turned out to be me.
- Well, look at this doll, mom! - the midwife exclaimed merrily, bringing her mother already washed and clean, a small screaming bundle. And the mother, seeing for the first time her, alive and healthy, little daughter ... fainted with joy ...

When exactly at six o'clock in the morning Dr. Ingelyavichus entered the ward, before his eyes appeared wonderful picture- on the bed lay very happy couple- it was my mother and I, her living newborn daughter ... But instead of being glad for such an unexpected happy ending, the doctor for some reason went into a real rage and, without saying a word, jumped out of the ward ...
We never found out what really happened with all the "tragically unusual" births of my poor, suffering mother. But one thing was clear for sure - someone really did not want at least one mother's child to be born alive into this world. But apparently the one who so carefully and reliably protected me all my later life, this time decided to prevent the death of the Seregins' child, somehow knowing that he would certainly be the last in this family ...
This is how, “with obstacles,” my amazing and unusual life, the appearance of which, even before my birth, was preparing for me, even then quite complicated and unpredictable, fate ....
Or maybe it was someone who then already knew that my life would be needed by someone and for something, and someone tried very hard so that I was still born on this earth, despite all the “heavy obstacles...

As time went. My tenth winter already completely dominated the yard, covering everything around with a snow-white fluffy cover, as if wanting to show that a full-fledged mistress on this moment she is here.
More and more people entered the stores to stock up on New Year's gifts in advance, and even the air already "smelled" of the holiday.
Two of my favorite days were approaching - my birthday and New Year, between which there was only a two-week difference, which allowed me to fully enjoy their "celebration", without any big break...
For days on end I was spinning “in reconnaissance” near my grandmother, trying to find out what I would get on my “special” day this year? .. But for some reason my grandmother did not give in, although before it had never been difficult for me to “melt” her silence even before my birthday and find out what kind of "pleasure" I can expect. But this year, for some reason, to all my “hopeless” attempts, my grandmother only smiled mysteriously and answered that it was a “surprise”, and that she was absolutely sure that I would like it very much. So, no matter how hard I tried, she held firm and did not succumb to any provocations. There was nowhere to go - I had to wait ...

Former world champion in three weight categories Hector Camacho died after a gunshot wound in Puerto Rico. Alexei Sukachev talks about the hard way of a boxer who never showed his genius to the world in full.

Is it possible to call a person who became world champion four times in three weight categories (not counting an unthinkable number of minor titles), who defeated (twice) Roberto Duran, and the only one who knocked out Sugar Ray Leonard, a loser who never fully realized his talent? Rhetorical question, you say? But not in the case of Puerto Rican Hector Camacho, nicknamed "Macho" ...

Recalls popular HBO analyst Max Kellerman: “When people talk about the greatest disappointments – not in the history of boxing, but in the history of sports in general – Mike Tyson is always the first name that comes to mind and is the first one heard in any such conversation. But Hector Camacho is next to Mike. Not in the sense of his character, but in what he could achieve, but never achieved. Max continues: “He had an outstanding talent, the talent of the best boxers in the history of our sport. No, no, not in the history of any weight, but in the history of boxing in general. Of course, he was a troublesome fellow. In Spanish Harlem (the area of New York, where Camacho moved from Bayamon as a teenager), he "spread", stealing cars - he generally had huge problems with the law. But he is a good guy - he just got into this environment, and it gradually dragged him in. But it was not she who ruined him, not her ... But he could become a symbol of the 80s, and the 90s too, to be in the place of Roy Jones and Oscar De La Hoya. He had a powerful talent, and physically he was gifted simply monstrously. He was a unique athlete. Michael Katz once said that Camacho is the greatest talent he has ever seen. Michael knows what he's talking about."

Camacho started playing professionally at 18 after a long (and successful) career not only in amateurs and at the same time in other types of martial arts, but also in much tougher street fights. Hector grew by leaps and bounds, almost imperceptibly moving from fights with professional losers to fights with the same (but what kind of “such”?!) young talents like himself. In the 12th fight he became the champion North America(NABF) in first lung weight, and this was not an accident, but a pattern. Camacho of those times combined swipe with outstanding technique and great reflexes. “Before Floyd (Mayweather) came along, I thought Camacho was the greatest fighter in the history of this weight class. Many include all the fast techies in one group, but with "Macho" this trick did not work: he was head and shoulders more agile than all of them put together. At 59 kilograms (weight limit), it was simply impossible to touch him.”

Hector soon got on television, his popularity went far beyond New York. This arrogant but skilled guy was a spectacle, a real curiosity that gave people everything that is essential in boxing. One round was enough for him to deal with the dangerous Refugio Rojas. Even less went to John Montez: Camacho missed with a left jab, grabbed Montez's head for a second with his right, ducked it and loaded a powerful left uppercut - only veterans had previously shown such a combination of dirt and skill.

From October 1982 to April 1983, Camacho defeated four opponents with a cumulative track record of 95 wins with one defeat, and in August of the same year, defeating ex-world champion Rafael Laimon, the Puerto Rican became the WBC world champion. One defense and jump in new weight, where Camacho Sr. showed himself in his prime, defeating in August 1985 on points the most experienced and very strong Mexican Jose Luis Ramirez (90-5 at the time of the fight) - after this fight he entered the top five P4P according to a number of the most prestigious publications. He was less than a year away from the champion's downfall, though he didn't know it, preferring to taunt other champions and challengers.

On June 13, 1986, Camacho faced another outstanding and very hard hitting Puerto Rican, Edwin Rosario, in the first defense of the WBC lightweight belt he won against Ramirez. The fight was even, but at the 45th second of the 5th round, Rosario shipped a powerful left hook, from which Hector was driven, and he swam until the end of the round. In the 11th, Rosario repeated this trick (this time with a deuce of a hook and a cross), but Camacho again survived and lived to see the final gong. He won that fight by split decision, but no one ever saw the former "Macho" in the ring.

“It was a real drama,” again the word to Max Kellerman, “If you think about it, it was best win in Camacho's career. He fought an outstanding puncher, a future 4-time world champion, who was at the peak of his form. He survived in a situation in which no one else would have survived. But she broke it. That firm aggressiveness, that courage and fury with which he fought, disappeared completely and irrevocably. He became a coward in the ring, became a spoiler, a boxer for whom safety is above all (safety-first fighter). Macho's time has come to an end, and his spirit has simply evaporated "...

If anyone doesn't know, 50-year-old Hector, who has boxed for 30 years in a row with almost no really long downtime, last entered the ring just two years ago. On May 14, 2010, he lost on points to the “young” (37 years old!) Mexican Saul Duran. This defeat was the sixth for him, but "Macho" has never been knocked out by anyone in the ring. Someone managed to break this warrior only with lead, but Camacho held this blow to the last.

Hector Camacho(Spanish Hctor Camacho, May 24, 1962, Bayamon, Puerto Rico - November 24, 2012, ibid.) - Puerto Rican boxer, professional, who competed in various light weight categories. World champion in the second featherweight (WBC, 1983), lightweight (WBC, 1985) and light welterweight (WBO, 1989 and 1991). He is also a champion in four less prestigious organizations in other weight categories. Camacho became the first boxer who managed to become a world champion in seven weight categories.

Early life and amateur career

Camacho was born in Bayamón, Puerto Rico. Father Hector Luis Camacho Sr., and mother Maria Matias. Hector was the youngest of five children, brother Felix and sister Raquel, Estrella, and Esperanza. When he was three years old, his parents divorced, and his mother took the children with her to New York. They lived in a housing commune in Spanish Harlem. Camacho often got into trouble, fought, and at the age of 15 was sent to prison. Hector soon discovered the sport, and chose boxing.

As an amateur, Camacho won the New York Golden Gloves Championship three times. Camacho won the 1978 (112 lb) Junior Championship, the 1979 (118 lb) Open Championship and the 1980 (119 lb) Open Championship.

Nick Camacho "macho" has been interpreted in different ways. According to his father, he gave him the nickname because he was the youngest son. According to The New York Times, his mentor Pat Flannery gave him the nickname during his teens. Camacho himself claimed that he was given a nickname by a colleague at work who could not pronounce his last name.

Marriage and family

Camacho had a total of four sons, the eldest son from an early relationship, and three during his marriage. His eldest son, Hector "Machito" Camacho Jr. (born 1978 in New York City when Camacho was 16) also became a professional boxer and won a championship. Camacho's wife, Amy Torres. They had three sons: Christian (born December 1, 1989), Justin (b. 1992), and Tyler Camacho (b. 1998). In 1998, Amy received a restraining order against Camacho, alleging that he had threatened her and one of his sons. They divorced in 2007.

Professional career

After a stellar amateur career, Camacho began a rapid ascent in the arenas of the professional ring.

In December 1981, Héctor won the NABF Super Featherweight Championship of North America.

In 1982, Camacho broke the winning streak of three undefeated boxers. In 1983, he defeated undefeated Cuban Irleis Perez on points (25-0).

Second Featherweight

On August 7, 1983, in his 22nd fight in the professional ring, he won the vacant WBC super featherweight title.

A light weight

In April 1985, he moved up to the lightweight division and won the North American Championship there.

In August of the same year, he defeated the Mexican Jose Luis Ramirez (90-5), and became the WBC world lightweight champion.

In December 1985, he held an intermediate fight in which he defeated the American boxer, the now famous popular trainer Freddie Roach, on points.

He defended the title twice in 1986, and again rose to a higher weight category.

Second Lightweight

In 1989, he won the WBO super lightweight title by defeating the American Ray "Boom-Boom" Mancini (29-3) in a controversial fight.

On February 23, 1991, with 38 fights in the professional ring, in the third defense of the world title, he suffered his first defeat on points from Greg Hogen. The decision was controversial and a rematch was ordered. Hector again won the world title.

September 12, 1992, Hector Camacho entered the ring with the legendary athlete from Mexico, a boxer with a colossal and record track record, Julio Cesar Chavez. Whose record was 81-0. In the fight for the WBC world title, in the second lightweight division, Chavez inflicted a second defeat on points to Camacho.

Father Hector Luis Camacho Sr., and mother Maria Matias. Hector was the youngest of five children, brother Felix and sister Raquel, Estrella, and Esperanza. When he was three years old, his parents divorced, and his mother took the children with her to New York. They lived in a housing commune in Spanish Harlem. Camacho often got into trouble, fought, and at the age of 15 was sent to prison. Hector soon discovered the sport, and chose boxing.

Marriage and family

Professional career

After a stellar amateur career, Camacho began a rapid ascent in the arenas of the professional ring.

A light weight

Return to welterweight and super welterweight

After a total of 88 fights in the professional ring, Hector Camacho has never lost ahead of schedule.

Problems with law

Store robbery 2005

On January 6, 2005, Camacho was arrested by police in Gulfport, Mississippi, on charges of attempting to rob an electronics store while under the influence of ecstasy. In 2007, he pleaded guilty and admitted to using drugs during the crime. He was sentenced to 7 years in prison, but the sentence was reduced to one year of probation and 14 days in a colony.

2011 Camacho attacks

In 2011, he became the victim of an attack by criminals. Camacho was shot three times with a pistol, but he did not sue them.

Allegations of child abuse

2012 shooting and death

The bullet pierced the left side of Camacho's jaw and fractured the fifth and sixth cervical vertebrae, causing damage to the carotid artery that limited blood flow to the brain. At first, the doctors announced that Camacho had a good chance of surviving but could be paralyzed, but after he suffered an overnight cardiac arrest, they said that his brain activity was very low. The next morning it was announced that he was brain dead. Hector Camacho was officially declared dead following a heart attack the following day and off the ventilator.

Hector Camacho died last week. Problems with law

Return to welterweight and super welterweight

Problems with law

Store robbery 2005

2011 Camacho attacks

Allegations of child abuse

2012 shooting and death

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Early life and amateur career

Marriage and family

Professional career

Second Featherweight

A light weight

Second Lightweight

Marriage and family

Professional career

A light weight

Return to welterweight and super welterweight

Problems with law

Store robbery 2005

2011 Camacho attacks

Allegations of child abuse

2012 shooting and death

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