Well I don't but that's because I can't be bothered with the fiddly peeling business!
I did used to have a flatmate who was seriously wound up by the slightest thing like placing a blue cloth on top of a green cloth! WTF? I've never really got that level of animosity or "commitment".
One of my favourite pastimes in my last place of work was to whistle Follow Follow, as there were some ridiculously devoted Celtic fans who it used to really wind up, and the enjoyment of winding them up was for me greater than my aversion to whistling Rangers songs.