World Cup Fever!
If there is a foul by a 'handball'.. All of our guys used to scurry around the hapless soul who fouled screaming Hands! Hands! Hands! And here comes the funny part.. We people used to say "Five feet, Five Hands" and some other brilliant chap would actually measure the distance from the ball to the first opponent nearer to it using his hands and feet counting five units each!! Funny times, Nice memories nonetheless!! :-) :-)