Lost in translation

“Do you play for Chelsea?”, asked the twelve-year old budding footballer.
“Yes, yes. Chelsea Football Club”, beamed the visitor, amazed that his club t-shirt was recognised in Dharavi.

“Which position did you play in for Chelsea?”, asked the boy, not knowing club t-shirts did not always have to be earned.
“Yes, Chelsea! Have you only heard the name, or have you watched us play?”

“Ever seen Chelsea play?”, I obligingly translated.
“Where does he think we are from?”, he shot back. “Everyone follows the Premier League?”

“He says, ‘who doesn’t adore Chelsea?’”, I said.
Some things are best left untranslated.