At 2 a.m., just prior to the kickoff of the Rugby World Cup final between New Zealand and France, several dozen French nationals belted out La Marseillaise. It was just like Casablanca but with less alcohol, more rugby, and no Nazis. At a 5 a.m. soccer World Cup qualifier, a Scotsman was seen to leap from his seat, drop his beer, and shout at the striker for his national team, "Nooooo! Nooooo! Pass eet! Ye eediot! Ye frickin' eediot!" During the Cup it is, without a doubt, the place to be and be hugged by exuberant strangers when the U.S. scores. The bar advertises its sporting TV schedule thusly: "We carry every football game that is available and subscribe to all the satellite and Pay Per View providers. EPL, La Liga Serie A, MLS Internationals, World Cup, Euro 2012, Champions League, Europa League." It's an English bar that pitches itself as a "Great hangout for English fans international and all domestic English leagues." Happily, to fit in here, one needn't be English or, as the Scottish fan proved, speak it.