On a rainy day in Sydney’s Surry Hills, a small crowd rushes into a small cafe draped in the green and white flag of Algeria, gathering around a TV with dreams of seeing their country make the World Cup knockout stage for the first time in 12 years.
Greetings are exchanged in French as small plastic cups of tea are handed out. The smell of spices wafts through the cafe as flames burst from a pan in the kitchen.
