I don't follow sports, so don't care. Funny memory from the weekend before last; met a young, delightful interracial couple (African-American man, Caucasian woman) at the private club. The women talked in a most spirited manner, and, I spoke with the man. His main interest was sports, of which I can't really care about, though he found my amateur boxing career of some interest, but when the conversation shifted to more earthy things, we both laughed ourselves silly. Linguistically, I found this situation most interesting; his name in Arabic was, literally, "friend", mine translated from Hebrew, "remembrance of the Lord". We both laughed at this revelation, and, I could find some delight in that I could find him a new "friend", in whatever language.
