Trans-Atlantic cricket

More from cabland. Moin drove me to Heathrow last week and threw in a discourse on the virtues of Test match cricket for free. Moin's parents came from Pakistan and decided to bring the extended family in trip by trip. He has no links with Pakistan other than the cricket. UK is home and Pakistan is his team. He has no interest in discovering his roots or kebabs in Peshawar. But cricket he loves. I have an invitation to play with his team next weekend.
Seven hours later, across the pond, Manjit Singh picks me up from JFK and drives me to downtown Manhattan. Manjit's never been to India and has never been to a cricket game. It's a bit like baseball isn't it, he asks.