Let me clarify one thing...I am in no way against booing. I boo at just about every Mariner game I go to at some point. I'm sure I've booed the Hawks before. They say the 12's know when to get loud. Well, they damn sure don't know when to boo, or rather, when not to boo. Lynch, Sherman, Earl, Pete, Russell. Those guys got booed, at home, after a tough loss, a handful of months after almost winning back to back Super Bowls.
You boo when you see bad effort. You boo when your front office has given you such a terrible product that you need to let them know that you're offended. You boo when you can no longer cheer, when you have given up, and you don't care who knows it. You don't boo your heroes when they need you the most. We need to be an uplifting force for this team right now, not a negative energy.
We know it isn't most here that I'm talking about. But watching that game end and hearing the boos as our team jogged off the field made me embarrassed to own a 12 jersey. What could those guys possibly have to do to earn unrelenting support? This wouldn't even happen in Philly. Maybe not even Oakland. Absolutely unbelievable.