Back in the day we used to play a game called whiffle bat. Sticks and pine cones were used to play. There was no such thing as a winner because we knew we all were anyway. When I was on an American soccer league, most of my time was spent on the bench where I ate plenty of watermelon. I had trouble discerning teams because I felt that no matter our team colors, we were still part of the same team as a society.