Actually, that's my favorite part of the story. It simply didn't register when they booed him the first second or third time. He figures if he keeps giving them another chance, they'll come around in spite of themselves. The man is a fungus. He's right to think he should be treated like the prodigal son by that crowd.
Geraldo consider himself some kind of rock star who should be admired by crowds wherever he goes. He should have been fragged when he gave away military plans in Iraq. Otherwise he just deserves to be laughed at, but his ego is so huge the laughter never fazes him. That’s the only thing about him that amuses me.