I won the huge Rocky Marciano trophy for winner of Best Fight of the Night. It was back in the 70s, and haircuts were infrequent. World Famous John LoBianco Sr. was the ref, and one of the judges was World Famous Tony Castellano. I did not even get to take the mouth guard out, they threw a towel over my shoulders and put me in the pic.
It hung on the wall in Steve's house till he passed, then was given to me.
After the fight, John told me I had the perfect build for a Light Heavyweight fighter and I should never quit boxing, and Tony told me I had excellent footwork, could hit well with both hands, and to let him know if I ever wanted to go pro.
Steve was heartbroken I did not go pro, but I was recently married, recently had a daughter, recently got a house, and recently got a white collar job, so I just could not do it at the time. At the time I was 6'1", 175 lbs, and dense enough to sink in water with a full breath of air.
No one thought I was going to win. The guy I fought was built like a smaller Mike Tyson, and was going to go pro as soon as he beat me. Steve did not want to take the fight, I had to threaten to quite to get him to take it (they couldn't find any other match for me). I beat him twice.