Cometh the hour, cometh the man! When all hope was fading, a diminutive hero from a small third-world town stepped up to save the day. His name starts with 'M' and it was not Lionel Messi with a ball at his feet. Instead, it was Mehedi Hasan Miraz with a bat in his hand.

I know that it is World Cup time and I am supposed to write about football but Miraz's deeds on Sunday night were just too miraculous to ignore. Bangladeshi cricket fans have long suffered from our team's inability to close the deal, especially against India.

We went from a comfortable yet nervy 128 for four to a 136 for nine, all in the space of just 26 deliveries. Another nauseating defeat seemed etched on the cards on Sunday until, that is, Miraz and Mustafiz declared their unexpected intentions.

In less than an hour, the country was bathing in the glory of the most improbable of one-wicket wins. Our tired hearts once again made optimistic, that maybe we have finally turned a psychological corner.

I found myself being envious of Argentina fans, who had two glorious moments in less than twenty-four hours; who had two small heroes, whose names start with M, to celebrate. What a day to support Bangladesh and the Albiceleste! 

As all this was unfolding on the field, another wonderful tale was developing off it. Having learned about the Bangladeshi support for the Argentine football team, a group of Argentinians have started a Facebook fan page for the Bangladeshi cricket team: "Fans argentines de la seleccion de cricket de Bangladesh" it is called.

At the time of writing, the group had sixty-three thousand members (up from seven thousand when this paper reported the story for the first time twelve hours prior). Bangladeshis are enthusiastically educating the Argentines about cricket, and the Argentines are responding with characteristic verve. It is beautiful to witness. 

Far be it from me to put my head in the Selecaos' mouth, and I usually do not have any preference when it comes to Brazil and Argentina. But two countries, literally on opposite sides of the globe, coming together in symbiotic prayer for minor miracles is a tale too beautiful to not root for.

Regardless of how the teams end up performing on their respective quests, we can safely say that, in this one small instance, we have seen the best of what both sports and the human spirit can achieve.