The only team in ANY sport I hate worse than the bloody Dolphins are the bloody Hurricanes. (Closely followed by "America's team" [and who the heck decided they were that?], the Cowboys). This is the result of having a certain scurrilous, neanderthal, old college buddy (who, by the way, was the Dolphins' first season ticket holder. When they moved to Joe Robbie, his 10 rows up seats on the 50 had magically become 25 rows up on the 40 - I guess there were more important people to the Dolphins than their first season ticket holder who waited 36 hours in line back in 1967).
When I was introduced to him in 1969, the first thing he said to me was not "Hello" or whatever, it was, "So, what do you think of the Miami Dolphins?" (Not much, at that point). And every time the Dolphins won, we all got an earful from him explaining how wonderful and marvellous and God-like they (and therefore, he himself) were and how every other team and their supporters were moral reprobates and full of cloacal material. And every time the Fish lost, it was a fluke or due to the referees. And it got worse as time went on. (I STILL have to listen to obnoxious nonsense about 1972). Then the Hurricanes got good in the early '80's and he had TWO teams he wouldn't shut up about! He still claims the Candycanes actually won the National Championship last year because the game was over before the last Buckeye touchdown.
I hope all the Dolphins opponents from now until Doomsday leave large pools of bouillabaise all over the fields.