In a side story, an American tourist there for the games
got lost after the game. Not only did he forget how to get back to his hotel, but he forgot the hotel name and everything else associated with it.
He wandered around for six hours, then went to the police for help. Armed with little more information than "it was a ten-euro cab ride" and "we passed a park and a Mercedes dealer", they eventually got him there at 3AM.
*Sigh* Every time you turn around, someone else adds to that American image throughout the world...