After the Sabres snapped Pittsburgh's 15 game winning streak, the Penguins were boo-ed off their home ice. The scene prompted the announcer (Rick Jeanerrette) to comment: "If the fact that they haven't lost in the month of March doesn't impress 'em, this must be a pretty tough town!" Public boo-bird opinion caused Toronto's GM and Coach to be run out of town. It gets worse, Buffalonians (the usually god-chosen, stolid, kindly folk they are) have recently taken to their Philly cousins, and've begun booing when the game gets tough.
...to me, this is dumb. As hell.
so in regards to the hometown "boo birds" of professional sports:
1. if you feel that what you're watching is a product, rather than a team of people who work at winning games to make a living, then I can see how you feel justified in booing your home team. you've dehumanized the players beforehand, turning them into entertainment cogs that are personally responsible for tormenting your life, your children's lives, and insulting the memory of your ancestors.
2. if you bought a ticket under the supposition that your team is certain to win, then you never expected a game in the first place. maybe Monopoly versus a 5 year old is more your idea of competition.
3. if you justify your paltry, spent $50 as an executive-level donation towards a championship dynasty which entitles you to voice your aseninities in a family atmosphere rather than adequate compensation for watching a live sporting event, then you need your head checked. almost as much as the 23 and under kids you're ruthlessly scrutinizing, who also have parents.
4. if you think booing the people you like is productive then you should be thankful you've never [fumbled the Jones account/burned dinner/answered your in-laws phone call by mistake] in front of 15,000 people, then explain it to the millions watching at home afterwards. hell, anyone can barely do a job with their bosses leaning over their shoulders.
...I could go on. but I wont.
...so go ahead, boo your team, hometown fans. It just shows us all that the most embarrassing product your town has to offer is planted in the seats. ...or you could try cheering for your team.