LONDON - A kingdom was at stake, and Roger I must have felt like Shakespeare's Richard III with darkness and the world closing in on him last night. King Richard was bemoaning his lack of a horse. King Roger may have been thinking desperately: "A forehand, a forehand - my kingdom for a forehand," as the concluding shot of his ... (Full article: 946 words)

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