SOUTHPORT, England — As England and Argentina remained locked at nil-nil late in the first half, the golf course sat in total silence. The driving range, practice greens, clubhouse, and parking lots were all deserted, patrolled only by occasional security guards. “Good night, lad,” a seasoned security guard at the press tent entrance remarked to his final customer, a man of 66.
A gentle mile-long walk connects the course to the quaint village of Birkdale, characterized by red-brick shops and local establishments that have served generations of visitors. Along the path, a large mural honors Tommy Fleetwood, the professional golfer competing in this Open Championship.
While Royal Birkdale is a magnificent links course, it also carries a certain sense of prestige and tradition. However, tonight, the focus has shifted to the backyard viewing parties lining the route. Much like the atmosphere at the Masters, the progress of the match can be tracked simply by the sudden bursts of cheering or collective groans from the crowds. While golf often carries an air of exclusivity, soccer in this region is a universal passion. England scores, and the resulting roar is unmistakable.
Many local restaurants have closed early to accommodate the match, but the bars and sidewalks are brimming with activity, as public plazas transform into hubs for football fans.
Argentina scores, sending a wave of groans rippling down Liverpool Road.
Argentina scores again, and the frustration echoes throughout Birkdale.
As the match concludes, the crowds begin to disperse. After the mile-long walk home to their week-long accommodations, the town will finally turn its attention back to the golf.

