But back in January while sitting in a Pub in Feltwell, England the large screen TV was airing a Cricket match.... and the patrons had their eyes glued to the game. Me too, actually, as this was about 3 pints into my visit.
Every so often they would explode in raucous cheer..... for..................... not a thing that I could determine. I began to suspect it was the fancy fonts and scene transitions the TV station was using but that turned out to be incorrect.
Point is, after 4 pints I joined them. Being a Yank I did screw up a lot.... cheering when I wasn't supposed too, but they were more than tolerant and put up with me.
By the time I left the Pub.... and sorry but I lost track of the # of pints, I was a full fledged Cricket fan. That night at my son's dinner table when I mentioned to my family that 'That wrist-spinner's googly was wicked' they immediately cut me off from the dinner wine and sent me to bed early. But you know what? It WAS wicked. - JamesJM