For generations now we have been taking our young to various venues in the Detroit Metro area (Tiger Stadium; Pontiac Silverdome; Ford Field) to teach them how to properly boo. (No, sweetheart. You just do not open your mouth and yell Boo! You must take a very deep breath first, cup your hands around your mouth like this and then let it rip! Like this:
BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Other than the social aspects of attending a game, no one in this area
cares about NFL football anymore. Or at least we do not care about NFL football as expressed through the collective entity known as the Detroit Lions.
Sure, the national media gets excited about the Lions first round draft picks, but we
know better. Either the player will be a complete wash out, the player will have an injury riddled career and will never really accomplish anything - or if the player is actually (through some direct divine intervention sort of miracle from God) good he will decide to retire rather than be a Lion anymore (yeah - I'm looking at you Barry Sanders, ya asshat!)
When we see commentators gushing about Lions draft picks, we laugh.
The entire culture of the Detroit Lions, from the ownership to management to players to the janitors - revolves around losing. Nothing more and nothing less. It is an organization that only knows how to build and maintain losing teams who do nothing but find innovative new ways to lose games. And, of course, teaching newly aquired players in how to lose.
So while we adore our Tigers, Wings, Pistons, Spartans, and Wolverines - win or lose - the Lions are only good for making snarky jokes. And nothing more.