My continuing quest to understand the death of my favorite boxer recently led me to Jersey City, the adopted hometown of Arturo Gatti, and a bar stool in Ringside pub.
IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve wanted to go to Ringside for years after hearing vague stories about how Gatti used to train there. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d also heard that the bar attracts a rather tough crowd, and itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s in a relatively out of the way location, right next to the highway on Route 1&9. But I was driving a friend back to Jersey City on Sunday night a few weeks ago, and being that weÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re both boxing fans, we decided to stop for a beer in GattiÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s honor.
So the Brazilian authorities, who had been virtually certain that Arturo GattiÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s wife was responsible for his murder, have now surmised that his death at the age of 38 was a suicide, which adds up perfectly, right?
SureÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ until you find out that the Brazilian authorities apparently ran an incomplete investigation.
And until you find out that a second autopsy commissioned by GattiÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s family has not ruled out homicide.
And until you hear that the Gatti family brought a computer to the cops, saying it had pertinent information regarding his death.
And until you realize that three weeks ago, a new will was created that gave GattiÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s entire fortune to his wife, Amanda Rodrigues. That leaves nothing for GattiÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s family, including his mother and kids. In the CSI world, I believe they call that a motive.
And until you think about the logistics. Generally, a suicide attempt would not consist of both a stab wound in the back of the head, and a hanging (with his wifeÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s purse strap). It would seem that those events are mutually exclusive.