Crowd Control of the Purest Kind
Globetrotting Prince Kumali was a big man and his ventures to become Heavyweight Champion of the Middle East and of Africa combined with exotic Guyanan nationality to give us four continents in one as we watched this London-based matman over many years tackle foes of all persuasions but heavyweights all, and frequently in top-of-the-bill contests.
Today’s opponent was The Golden Boy
Prince Kumali was in that group of utility wrestlers whose style adapted chameleon-like around his opponent. He could be the hero when faced with the evil of Bruno Elrington or Kendo Nagasaki, or, with the minimum of arrogant strut or sneer and the right opponent, he could appear sent direct from the devil. Others in this category, which required a certain amount of aplomb to be done well over a period of years, were the similarly sized John Kowalski and Pat Roach.
It was actually Viedor who transgressed first with what seemed a genuinely unintended over-eager attack, but the statuesque negro giant’s protestations were enough to arouse uproar amongst Viedor’s fans.

It wasn’t always easy to be a good guy, there was a risk of putting on the same show each and every bout. But
Viedor was so convincing in fact that Prince Kumali was booed all the way through even though he hardly infringed the rules at any time. This was crowd control of the purest kind.
Prince Kumali versus Steve Viedor, Bletchley, 10th October 1974