One year, in my summer league, the team names were all in terrible taste. One teammate said "How can I tell my kids I play for Plumber's Crack?" I can't recall the other names, but that one I remember.
I shouldn't read these at work. It does make me sad that there are a bunch of stuck-up prissy types on the park board in town who decided to do away with team names for our rec league. (It scared the little girls in the figure skating program according to one of the mothers who sits on the board. Uh-huh. Sure.) So instead of teams like the above-named beauties, we get "Team Red" and "Team Green." All I can say is that someone must have come up with a fantastic name to get the names banned.
Back in University, we organised Friday night shinny. Most of the players and I lived in an off-campus rez located on Regent St. and were generally ignored by the school. We got jerseys made called Regent Rejects. I don't think these jerseys were liked on school property.
We played against a team last night called the Tony Orlando Ten and they have a picture of Tony Orlando on their jerseys. Our token young guy had no idea who Tony Orlando was. Our team is unofficially known as the Old Guys
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