Used to have much fun with an ex-neighbor. He was a massive football(the one you play with feet) fan, and when his beloved Liverpool played, I could literally follow the game via his excited, or gutted, out bursts from next door. He watched on Sky Sports. I, however, had the radio on. Sky was delayed by seconds compared to the radio broadcast. So, we realised that we could mess with him knowing that we knew what was happening 2-5 secs before he did, by cheering or groaning at the wrong bits!!!

Turns out, Scousers actually don't have the best sense of humor in the UK.