Unless you count the Rugby World Cup, which, bar playing on loyalties in this Australian/Italian/Welsh household - with strong Kiwi/Irish/Scottish/English heritage to boot - has seen the LCM troops screaming the neighbourhood down (last Saturday) and ensuring that everyone joins in the national anthems.
Especially this one, which, regardless of which country you hail from, is certainly the most beautiful and by far the most moving, ever:
Blame OH. It's all his fault, of course (he's the Welsh contingent, in case it still had not dawned on you).
Right. Back to work now until the next kick-off.
As you were.