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That jovial, lovable personality has not just won him fans off the pitch.

From BBC ● Nov. 14, 2026

"I'm not the president's envoy," said the 37-year-old, who has won five Olympic gold medals.

From Barron's ● Nov. 14, 2026

“It has been unique with the amount of different information that you’re dealing with and different injuries,” McVay said, “but we’re excited to have won those last three games.”

From Los Angeles Times ● Nov. 14, 2026

"If you want to know who has won a race, you have to watch all participants," explains Vincent Eggers, first author of the study.

From Science Daily ● Nov. 14, 2026

They all seem to be celebrating something—laughing, singing, and drinking with one another like their team just won the World Cup.

From "Kwame Crashes the Underworld" by Craig Kofi Farmer

Offering there hath he made Saint James, candles him paid, Gold on the shrine hath laid; Now Gobertz Is for Toulouse, where that maid Tibors wonned unafraid Of Love and his accolade That breaketh hearts.

From Helen Redeemed and Other Poems by Maurice Henry Hewlett

There by him now stood the beakers and bowls, 172 There lay the dishes and dearly-wrought swords, Rusty, through-eaten they, as in earth's bosom A thousand of winters there they had wonned.

From The Tale of Beowulf Sometime King of the Folk of the Weder Geats by Anonymous

But while in early morn she wonned alone And Paris slept, shrill rose her singing tone, And brave the light on kindled cheeks and eyes: Brave as her hope is, brave the flag she flies.

From Helen Redeemed and Other Poems by Maurice Henry Hewlett

But small pleasaunce took Little John   In all he heard and saw; Till he reached the cave of a hermit old   Who wonned within the shaw.

From The Bon Gaultier Ballads by Richard Doyle

The castle would have been right fair and rich had any folk wonned therein, but none there were save one old priest and his clerk that lived within by their own toil.

From The High History of the Holy Graal by Sebastian Evans

Temple devout! where God chose his wonning,* *abode From which, these misbeliev'd deprived be, To you my soule penitent I bring; Receive me, for I can no farther flee.

From The Canterbury Tales, and Other Poems by D. Laing Purves