I don't feed off of the boos, I don't feed off anything like that... No one likes to get booed, no one likes to get cussed out, no one likes to get yelled at by 20,000 fans when you go places.
When I go to Ohio to visit relatives on holidays, I am often astonished by the level of casual dismissal offered up by way of discussion.
You can always wake up on the wrong side of the bed and, boo-hiss, everyone suffers. We can all be temperamental.
If I'm kind of an outsider, it just happened that way, and people responded to it.
Of course I expect to be booed. People always have to find the bad guy, and for some reason, the look on my face or something, people just want to boo me. That's fine.
Embarrassment and awkward situations are not foreign things to me.
'Awkward' is a ubiquitous teen word to denote socially unsanctioned behavior. It usually implies first- or secondhand embarrassment when you or a friend step outside the rules. Awkward doesn't sound overtly judgmental or negative; it's deliberately vague.
Paying to teach in the trenches was like putting my face through a cutout hole at a carnival while a quarterback threw pies at me. At least with a carnival, I'd see it coming.
