was born in a litter of four and was the last one to turn on.
We tried rolling him at eighteen months but he was not
interested. Our efforts to roll Virgil did not succeed until
he was two years old.
In his first roll he fought against a hard biting
"Eli" dog who hit two arteries within four minutes.
Virgil retaliated by destroying this dog within the next six
minutes. In the next roll, Virgil came off the chain against a
big strong opponent of Boomerang breeding, who was
conditioned, and thirty minutes later the owner picked his dog
up. Virgil had done considerable damage and was about to put
Big Brad contacted me and set up a match with friends of his
at fourty-nine pounds. First match, Ted and Frank vs. Ozzie
Stevens. When released Virgil barnstormed his opponent called
Harley from the first minute and never let up until Ted picked
up at twenty-eight minutes. Virgil never got a mark on him.
Second match, F. Rocco called to inform me that Mike So. had a
two time winner called Cain that nobody would match. He
explained Big Brad backed down from him with his Loco dog. I
called Mike and we agreed to match at fourty-eight pounds. On
the day of the fight I couldn't get Virgil to empty out. We
walked him over and over to no avail. Mike So. looked at his
dog and then at Virgil and said he wanted the forfeit and
wasn't going to fight at all. I tried to get him to change his
mind, but I could not. My right hand man was there, his name
was Bob Bryan and tried to negotiate with Mike So. After
plenty talking Bryan came back over to me and said that Mike
So. was ready to get in the pit with his dog. I asked him how
he did it. He said,"it was easy, he just set a time limit
on the match, that is the fight was still going on at fourty-five
minutes, i would have to concede and give the fight to Mike
So. and Cain.
I thought this was crazy and I didn't like it, as Bryan would
always give advantages away in all his matches (like giving
away three or four pounds in all his matches). But I thought
it was better this way than not to match at all. When the dogs
were released Cain showed ability and bite. But the more
pressure he tried put on Virgil, the faster Virgil fought and
the harder he bit. This match was taking place high on top of
a hill. The barn sat out in the open with no shade. Humidity
was high and Cain turned at twenty minutes. When handled and
realeased, Cain started out, and Virgil shot out of his
corner, hitting Cain in the chest so hard that he drove Cain's
backend to the floor in a sitting position. They were both
biting good, but Virgil was clearly getting the best of it. I
looked for a handle and got it. I scratched Virgil and he
pounded Cain in his corner. Virgil was now biting hard on the
nose, chest, shoulders and stifles. Cain to scratch again at
twenty-eight minutes. Virgil met Cain in the middle of the
pit, but at the last second, side stepped him taking a leg
hold and running right by him, flipping Cain over. Virgil was
fighting an extremely fast pace and doing damage. I called
Byran as I was worried about making the time limit. "How
muh time do we have", I asked. Bryan replied it was now
thirty-two minutes. I got a handle and back of the pit. Virgil
went into a foul hold and once again I called to Bryan;
"How much time do we have", Bryan called out
thirty-six minutes. I got a handle immediately and when Mike
So. released Cain, he fell in his corner and was counted out
at thirty-eight minutes. This fight made "2" for
Bob Bryan and Greg Garnett contacted me quite some time later
and they said they had a match hooked up against Grace's CH.
Elmo which was a litter mate to GR. CH. Mickey and GR. CH.
Trouble. I was the second match at this convention. Chicken
Man Dave fought first and lost. It was his barn and his scale.
When I weigh, the scale was gone. I asked Chicken Man where
the scale was and his reply was that he was not letting
anybody use his scale. It all sounding fishy to me. But I put
Virgil on the scale to weigh him. Our match was set up at 49
pounds. The scale said Virgil was two pounds light at 47
pounds. When I asked for a test weight, my opponent tied a
string around a barbell and hung that around the scale to
verify the scale was right. I said "bullshit" as I
weighed my dog in the last week and had a certified test
weight and four different scales and Virgil was on the weight
on all of them. What this meant was my opponent was two pounds
over weight. But with all the arguing, I said the hell with
it, let's get it on. Virgil met Elmo in his corner and Elmo
popped an artery in Virgil's muzzle and another one in his
shoulder. By eight minutes Elmo had Virgil down. But Virgil
was deep into the chest from the bottom. When under pressure,
Virgil seemed to lose his temper and sure showed it this day!
For at the eight minute mark, he came off the bottom with
Elmo's chest in his mouth and he pressed Elmo over his head.
Elmo's front legs fell over Virgil's back while his legs were
suspended in mid air. Virgil then threw Elmo to the pit wall.
He made a flurry into the throat for a couple of minutes and
switched to a belly and kidney hold. Virgil had unusually long
fangs and he buried them up to the gum lines in his kidneys.
Virgil left loose and then repeated this procedure two more
times. After that Elmo was not fighting back. His owner gave
up the fight at thirty minutes. But his dog died a short while
later. This was win number "3" for Virgil.
Fourth fight I was called by Frank Bunce to match into CH.
Chisohn who was a four time winner. He was owned by Swango and
Sears bred by K.Gaines. In this fight Virgil caught in his
corner and popped an artery with the first five minutes. It
seemed that every time Virgil touched him, he drew blood. But
CH. Chisohn was game and determined. Virgil had a rough time
with him but was slowly breaking him down. By fourty minutes,
CH. Chishon was in bad shape. Swango conceded at fifty-two
minutes and CH. Chishon died right after the fight to make
this win number "4" for Virgil.
The fifth fight was against Phil's Little George who was a two
time winner and a deep game dog. Virgil experienced some
kidney problems in the fourth fight and and in the last two
weeks before this match the kidney problems came back. Virgil
started out fast and tore a gaping hole in Little George's
chest. Within the first ten minutes it looked like he was
going to put him away. Then he heated up probably because of
the intense kidney infection. Little George started coming
back into the fight and got Virgil down for a little while.
But the more George tried to put on Virgil, the worse Virgil
bit him right back into the gaping hole that he opened in the
begining of the fight. As they were standing up battling it
out, you could see the blood dripping out of his chest like
you turned on the spigot; I had been dripping like this from
the beginning of the fight. Little George had weakened and
went down. He had a hold of Virgil's leg. Virgil was chewing
on his head to get him off and it sounded like he was chewing
on his knuckle bone. Phil conceded at forty three minutes to
make this win number "5" for Virgil.
He was six years old, and I sold him to "Solo"
formerly with "STP" Kennels where he lived until he
died at 11 years old.
This information was obtained from an unknown magazine
written by Ozzie Stevens .