KEY POINTS:
Fans are funny creatures, especially the ardent, passionate (or is that crazed) ones who travel the world to follow their teams.
As I write this the Beausejour Cricket ground in St Lucia is starting to fill up with English fans, most of which are wearing the same blue uniform their team has on.
Others are wearing the white English rugby jersey - never mind that it's about 28 degrees already and it's not even 9am.
They are definately not shy about proclaiming their allegiances. Especially the Barmy Army and there are plenty of members of that particular fan club here.
One is staying at my hotel. She is 65 and a widow who decided to carry on her late husband's love of English sport by travelling the world to watch cricket and rugby matches.
She's been everywhere, mostly by herself, but says she's never really alone. She just puts on her Barmy Army t-shirt and her fellow comrades seem to find her and take her under their wing.
She doesn't seem the type to get too rowdy, like some of her football-following countrymen.
She just loves the game, and wishes her husband was still alive to see them with her.
I saw her early this morning wearing her Barmy Army shirt. By now she will have met plenty of other Army types, and blended into the sea of blue and white supporters.
But never fear, New Zealand does have its own crazed fan representation in the stands.
Even from where I'm sitting on the other side of the field I can see a large, somewhat mottled kiwi strapped to Sonny Shaw.
