Andy Ruiz Jr. Shocked the Boxing World. But Not His Hometown. – The New York Times

IMPERIAL, Calif. — Andy Ruiz Jr. is chubby, there’s no getting around that.

He has been called a “fat slob,” the “Pillsbury Doughboy” or, more charitably, a “lunch-pail guy.” He’s been compared, by a former trainer no less, to the cherubic and overweight boy Russell from the movie “Up.” His prefight ritual of scarfing down Snickers bars has only fed this image.

But now there is a new nickname, one his father shouted from the audience recently at the Jimmy Kimmel show in Los Angeles as the younger Andy Ruiz sat in the spotlight: “Rocky Mexicano.”

The 29-year-old son of Mexican immigrants, Ruiz became the unlikely heavyweight boxing champion on June 1 by pummeling and repeatedly knocking down Anthony Joshua, the chiseled, unbeaten British champion making his American debut at Madison Square Garden in an air of preordained victory and on a mission to restore the glory of the heavyweight division.

Since then, fame and riches have come quickly for the paunchy kid with the killer punch from the border town of Imperial.

There has been nearly $6 million in earnings. The appearance with Kimmel. A trip to Mexico City to see the president.

Ruiz became the first heavyweight champion of Mexican descent.CreditAndrew Couldridge/Action Images, via Reuters

The novelist Joyce Carol Oates may have called boxing “America’s tragic theater,” but the Ruiz story, as far as it goes, offers a stirring alternative and shows the sport still has the power to inspire.

Even before his upset victory against Joshua, the sport seemed to be on a comeback, with more television money coming in and fans looking ahead to a title fight between Joshua and the unbeaten Deontay Wilder, who holds one championship belt to Ruiz’s four. A Joshua-Wilder fight had been anticipated as the kind of old-fashioned spectacle that made boxing a global happening before other sports supplanted it, concerns rose over the sport’s damaging health consequences and boxing stars failed to live up to the magnetism of a Muhammad Ali.

Before the fight began, one of the television announcers, sizing up the competitors, said, “Anthony Joshua is the total package. I mean almost a cartoon character. This is how you would draw up the heavyweight champion if you were dreaming it up.”

“Andy Ruiz Jr.,” the announcer said, “ is not the body beautiful.”

Now, in Ruiz, boxing has a compelling story. He got a chance at the title only after Joshua’s original opponent failed several drug tests, and he delivered an upset on the order of Buster Douglas’s out-of-nowhere knockout in 1990 of the undefeated, undisputed champion Mike Tyson, who entered the fight with 37 victories, 33 of them by knockout.

Ruiz, who was born in the United States and proudly claims his Mexican roots, is now a favorite son for an immigrant community on this side of the border that has been looking for something to celebrate.


Ruiz sometimes works out at the Sparta gym in El Centro, Calif., near his hometown, Imperial, not far from the Mexican border.CreditSandy Huffaker for The New York Times

“Me becoming the first Mexican heavyweight champion of the world, it’s a blessing,” Ruiz said on Monday morning, a big smile on his face as he waited to check in for his flight to Mexico City, carrying two silver briefcases that contained his championship belts.

In his California hometown, Imperial, with its tidy, low-slung homes and desert suburban landscape of bail bonds offices, taco shacks and strip malls, Ruiz’s accomplishment has uplifted a community that feels beleaguered by national divisiveness over immigrants.

“Latinos, we can do something for America,” Andy Ruiz Sr. said on a recent morning. He wore a baseball cap bearing his son’s nickname, the Destroyer, as he sat in his living room, surrounded by trophies and championship belts. “We don’t come here to take the place of the white people. We come here to work, to establish our sons, so they can do something in life.”

Driving around Imperial, Ruiz Sr. pointed out all the landmarks of his son’s now heralded life. The old gym where he worked out as a young boy, fighting boxers much older than he was; it is now a garage for the local department of animal control. His favorite restaurants — Johnny’s Burritos, Donut Avenue and El Zarape, where the younger Ruiz’s face peered from the front page of the local newspaper in a rack on a nearby curb. Then Ruiz Sr. stopped at Imperial High School, from which his son never graduated, because he preferred street fighting to studying.

“He wasn’t behaving himself, so I took him to Mexico,” the father said. He recalled the endless trips, back and forth over the border, waiting hours at each crossing, to train in gyms in Mexico.


As a young boy, Ruiz avoided negative influences on the streets by boxing.CreditSandy Huffaker for The New York Times

For Ruiz Jr., boxing was an inheritance. His grandfather, in the 1960s, ran a ramshackle boxing gym in Mexicali, on the Mexican side of the border, 20 miles south of Imperial. Andy Ruiz Sr. came to America as a young boy, fought in the streets of Calexico, Calif., just across from Mexicali, and later trained boxers, including his son.

Ruiz Sr. had a successful construction business, and when his son’s dedication to boxing faltered, he put him to work in the punishing heat, hanging drywall, to show what a life outside the gym looked like. He also taught his son a more extreme lesson. After Ruiz Jr. got into another street fight, his father had a friend, a police officer, put him in a jail cell.

“So now he started listening,” Ruiz Sr. said. “He learned to listen.”

If he hadn’t, who knows what would have happened?

“Everybody is tough there because it’s just a small town just near the Mexican border,” said Ruiz Jr., who is likely to fight a rematch against Joshua later this year. “Lots of drug smuggling. There’s gangs. Cartels. But luckily, boxing saved my life. It kept me disciplined, it kept me away from the streets.”

When Ruiz Jr. is home, he sometimes works out at the Sparta gym in nearby El Centro, in an old warehouse near the train tracks, next to a crumbling building that was the set for a combat scene in the movie “American Sniper.” It’s just one of the many places here where people are celebrating Andy Ruiz Jr.


Ruiz and Joshua may meet in a rematch later this year.CreditAndrew Couldridge/Action Images, via Reuters

“Within the Mexican community, they are going crazy,” said George Muñoz, who runs the gym. “They have been looking for someone to give themselves a feeling of pride. Everyone has said, ‘I haven’t felt this way about boxing in a long time.’ Boxing for the kids is everything here. It’s just a Mexican thing, pretty much.”

The wider boxing world may have never given Ruiz much of a chance to beat Joshua, but in the gyms of Southern California and Mexico, he had a fearsome reputation as a punishing fighter, even as he was dogged, at times, by questions about his commitment to the sport.

His weight — he fought Joshua at a relatively svelte, for him, 268 pounds — was always an issue. At one point, after failing to qualify for the 2008 Olympics as a member of the Mexican national team, he returned to Imperial and sank into despair, hanging around with old friends and eating too much. His weight ballooned to nearly 350 pounds.

He finally emerged from his funk, took up with a famous trainer, Freddie Roach, of the Wild Card gym in Hollywood, and turned pro, fighting his first professional bout in Tijuana.

“Everyone who has seen him in the gym knew he could win,” said Roach, who said he knew 20 people who had put money on Ruiz to beat Joshua.


Ruiz’s father, Andy Ruiz Sr., playing with his grandson, Freddie. The elder Ruiz once put his son to work in his construction business to show what life might be like outside boxing.CreditSandy Huffaker for The New York Times

Justin Gamber, a boxing trainer in Las Vegas who once trained Ruiz, recalled seeing him for the first time in the Wild Card. “I was like, ‘Who is this guy?’” he said. “I was like, ‘I wonder if this guy could fight.’ Little did I know.”

Gamber said Ruiz had always been underestimated because of how he looked. “People think that Andy’s not in good shape because how his body looks,” he said. “That guy probably works harder than a lot of guys who look like, you know, physical specimens. Like a Roy Jones or a Ken Norton. But he’s never going to have a pretty body. It’s just not in his DNA.”

But, Gamber said, “the boxing people that knew of him, he had a dangerous reputation.”

Gamber added, “He looks goofy, like a chubby Mexican kid, but he’s a dangerous dude.”

Now that Ruiz is a champion, he has sought to make his body shape part of his star appeal.

“Most of us people can identify ourselves through Andy because of the way he looks,” said Manny Robles, his current trainer. “Prior to the fight, nobody believed in Andy. Let’s be real. The great majority of people didn’t think he could win. Look at this guy, he’s chubby, he carries that extra weight. He’s a Mexican heavyweight. There’s never been a Mexican heavyweight champion.”

Ruiz Sr. said he wanted to make a movie about his son, and the scenes and script would not be hard to imagine. Early morning runs in Griffith Park, in Los Angeles, while training with Roach. The small apartment in Hollywood where he lived in those days, his father sleeping on the couch. The border crossings, the street fights.

Imperial has planned a Mexican-themed parade and rally for Ruiz later this month. He is a big deal in a place rarely touched by fame.

Susan Paradis, the executive director of the Imperial Chamber of Commerce, noted that Cher and the Bella twins, a former World Wrestling Entertainment tag team, were born in the area. “But a world heavyweight champion?” she said. “Not in my lifetime.”

“This is going to be our Hollywood event,” she added. “Red carpet all the way.”

At the Garden, after the referee ended the fight, and after Ruiz jumped up and down in the ring like a little kid, he spoke to his mother, Felicitas Ruiz.

“He said, ‘Now we’re not going to struggle,’” she said. “‘We did it,’ he said. He said, ‘Pinch me, Mom, we did it.’”