The Cleveland What??
So there's been all of this press lately
about how the owner of the new Cleveland AHL team
was going to announce the great and wonderful name
of the team...and how it's an exciting time,
and blah blah fuckity blah.
So I wake up today,
and what's this great and exciting name?
The Cleveland Fighting Walleye!
I shit you not.
The Fighting Walleye!
The Fighting freakin WALLEYE!
Can you imagine me saying that out loud?
Some Dude: What are you and Ashley doing tonight?
Me: We're going to see the Fighting Walleye.
Some Dude: G'WAAAHHHH????
I love how people have to put uncharacteristic adjectives on mascots
to make them sound like they actually can BE a mascot.
Think of exactly how docile and completely fucking uninteresting a walleye actually is.
Even a fighting one hardly impresses much of a threat.
Dingus: Oh shit...dude...get that thing away from me.
Goonifer: What?
Dingus: That walleye...he's fighting his way out of that bucket.
Goonifer: Dude...he's a
Dingus: Get away with that walleye DEVILWOMAN...for he is going to kick my asspickle.
Goonifer: I'm never letting you toss my salad again.
This whole thing reminds me of my 3rd Grade reading class. My teacher split the class into three smaller groups, based on reading level. I was in the middle section. The groups were all in charge of coming up with a name that goes with a color. The advanced readers came up with "The Red Rockets." What a cool name, I thought. The beginner readers thought of "The Blue Bullets." Also cool. My group had trouble with a name and looked to me for ideas. "I've got it!"...I exclaimed with glee and vacant understanding. What were we destined to be called? "The Yellow Streams." Worst name for a group EVER. I replay that moment in my mind like television and think, "No, you moron! The Green Grenades! The fucking Green Grenades!" Nope...the name stuck. And I was a third grader....I didn't make that connection yet. She let us get away with it too...we were the Yellow fucking Streams for a year.
And hearing this? The Cleveland Yellow Streams would be better then the freaking Fighting Walleye...even "The Cleveland Steamers" would be better at this point.
about how the owner of the new Cleveland AHL team
was going to announce the great and wonderful name
of the team...and how it's an exciting time,
and blah blah fuckity blah.
So I wake up today,
and what's this great and exciting name?
The Cleveland Fighting Walleye!
I shit you not.
The Fighting Walleye!
The Fighting freakin WALLEYE!
Can you imagine me saying that out loud?
Some Dude: What are you and Ashley doing tonight?
Me: We're going to see the Fighting Walleye.
Some Dude: G'WAAAHHHH????
I love how people have to put uncharacteristic adjectives on mascots
to make them sound like they actually can BE a mascot.
Think of exactly how docile and completely fucking uninteresting a walleye actually is.
Even a fighting one hardly impresses much of a threat.
Dingus: Oh shit...dude...get that thing away from me.
Goonifer: What?
Dingus: That walleye...he's fighting his way out of that bucket.
Goonifer: Dude...he's a
Dingus: Get away with that walleye DEVILWOMAN...for he is going to kick my asspickle.
Goonifer: I'm never letting you toss my salad again.
This whole thing reminds me of my 3rd Grade reading class. My teacher split the class into three smaller groups, based on reading level. I was in the middle section. The groups were all in charge of coming up with a name that goes with a color. The advanced readers came up with "The Red Rockets." What a cool name, I thought. The beginner readers thought of "The Blue Bullets." Also cool. My group had trouble with a name and looked to me for ideas. "I've got it!"...I exclaimed with glee and vacant understanding. What were we destined to be called? "The Yellow Streams." Worst name for a group EVER. I replay that moment in my mind like television and think, "No, you moron! The Green Grenades! The fucking Green Grenades!" Nope...the name stuck. And I was a third grader....I didn't make that connection yet. She let us get away with it too...we were the Yellow fucking Streams for a year.
And hearing this? The Cleveland Yellow Streams would be better then the freaking Fighting Walleye...even "The Cleveland Steamers" would be better at this point.