A divided island, Cyprus is united in one thing: its passion for football. Especially English football. Last week, in the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus, at a cafÃÂ© beside St Heraklion Castle, allegedly the inspiration for the Snow White And The Seven Dwarfs castle, a lanky teenager wearing a Steven Gerrard shirt sold me a beer. Two days later on the other side of the UN-patrolled green line, which has divided the island since 1974, in Agios Giorgios a dusty, timeless village in the Troodos mountains, one boy braved the stifling heat Ã¢ÂÂ it was around 31C in the shade Ã¢ÂÂ to kick a ball around in his Chelsea shirt.On the motorway, I spotted a car sticker that read: Ã¢ÂÂEverton The PeopleÃ¢ÂÂs Club.Ã¢ÂÂ The car had local plates. I assume the driver was a British expat. Around 75,000 Britons Ã¢ÂÂ out of a total population of nearly 800,000 Ã¢ÂÂ spend much of or all the year in Cyprus. As most Cypriots have an English second team, itÃ¢ÂÂs just possible the Moyesiah is winning new converts for the Toffeemen.In an empty taverna in Agros, a mountain village famed for its breeziness where I sought haven as the temperature reached 45C, I watched the highlights of Anothorsis FamagustaÃ¢ÂÂs UEFA Champions League qualifier against Armenian champs Pyunik Yerevan.