Can you imagine a more delightful game? Imagine some country gentleman taking an evening stroll, listening to the curlews and the dogs, with the wind in the grass and clouds doing ballet in the sky, when suddenly, as he steps over the next knoll, a visage of stark black and white bounds up from a foxhole with a resounding cry -- "AMEN!" she crows!
"BY CHRIST!" he replies in an ironic juxtaposition of the usual call-and-respond just prior to dropping dead of a heart attack.
I would pay to watch that game. If I had money. And wasn't cheap.