You know, when I'm in my recliner watching the game on TV, I do the Tomahawk chop when the team needs me. I'm doing it right now.... HAHAHA and if it's not the most annoying thing a crowd does to cheer on the team, it's gotta be right up there. My grandmother (father's mother) was a Comanche traditionally raised in the TX panhandle until forced to live on a reservation in OK during her teens. I could claim the native American herritage, but it was not included one bit in my upbringing, which logically tells why I dont feel the insult of mascots based on Native American stereotypes. As a boy, my dad was taught by his father to avoid our Comanche connection and therefore avoid the prejudice of the times. Go Atlanta.