Every fall, like clockwork, Alfred loses his goddamn mind.
Most of the other countries ignore it. Arthur won’t stop screaming at him how “it’s not football, it’s just bloody rugby with padding you—” etc.
Sometimes other countries will allow themselves to be dragged into a game of touch football if Alfred is hosting during football season (a situation they try their best to avoid.)
Ivan is one of the only ones who will play full contact football with him, and he is definitely the only one Alfred will full-on tackle and wrestle to the ground.
He’s also the only one who will actually watch football with him, though he usually ends up staring at watching Alfred for most of the game. He can’t help it, really; it’s one of the few times he can see Alfred completely lose himself in enjoying something anymore.