During the 2002 Winter Olympics in Salt Lake City, my housemate and I and our friends all picked a team to root for, and then we watched as many of the games as we could together. The rules were simple: choose a team, drink the beer of that country, and talk shit as much as possible.
This Sunday, the spirit of 2002 lives on as we're having a viewing party for the three epic games that day. We'll have an actual Finn in attendance, who is having his family FedEx a box of Finnish beer over. We've already got a heated vodka vs. becherovka rivalry for Russia/Czech Republic.
Let this be an unofficial invitation to do likewise, Fear the Fin.
Choose your country, choose your beverage, and let the petty insults and stereotypes fly!.