The people of The Netherlands have a weird obsession with ''the flag''. They don't care what sport it is, but if someone with the red, white, blue is excelling, they'll watch. Until five somewhat years ago, nobody knew whether the tire of an F1 car is filled with air or sand, but ever since Verstappen is on the scene everyone and their mother (literally) is all about F1. However, if Verstappen were to lose his right leg today, they'll have run off to another sport tomorrow. Looking for the next idiot with the right color scheme next to their name. They'll use everything and anything to fill the emptiness in their lives. Weirdly enough, they are probably also the ones to turn their flags upside down in protest towards the government.
We, of course, have the questionable honour of being the undoubted kings and queens of the ice. Probably has a lot to do with the fact that we're the only country actively participating in it, but they won't care. That's why during winter all you see on television if Sven Kramer doing the same lap 3488932439248394832 times over, with Kleintje Pils blasting through the speakers.
As you can see, this is an open wound to me.