Prizefighting: Murder on the BBC

A diadem of burnished brass, inset with ersatz rubies and emeralds, adorned his handsome head, and big block letters on the back of his scarlet robe proclaimed: THE GREATEST. A Squad of Coldstream Guardsmen snapped to attention and raised their long-stemmed silver trumpets. Then, with the fanfare ringing in his ears, Cassius Marcellus Clay stalked boldly into the camp of the enemy.

London's biggest boxing crowd in years—35,000—was on hand at Wembley Stadium hoping to see Henry Cooper, 29, button the Louisville Lip. Not that anyone really expected it. Cooper might be the British and Empire heavyweight champion, but he...

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