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May 12, 2011


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But we have probably become more fond of giving ourselves nicknames these days, haven't we? We choose them for our Twitter profiles, and our Commenter names on websites and suchlike. Therefore these days our 'nicknames' probably say more about how we see ourselves than about how others see us...


Hmm. Lots of sports nicknames are not real ones, just things said by commentators. A real one, I think was Aussie rugby's John Eales: 'Nobody' ('s perfect). The Cat Tufnell might have been real. Mr Cricket Hussey is probably much more commentariat. Banger Trescothick was both. Freddie Flintoff, of course. There are lots.

elf-proclaimed: all the Brazilians, but Hulk is the best.

You really posted this to hear what I thought of American football. Ed Too Tall Jones, Reggie The Minister of Defence White, Mean Joe Green, Night Train Lane and so on.

I've been following a debate on a what to call the scary looking new Detroit Defensive Line. Previous D Line nicknames include The Steel Curtain, The Purple People Eaters, The Hogs, the G-Men and The Monsters of the Midway. The best I've heard for Detroit is The Disassembly Line.

I haven't had time to provide a thesis. My thesis is that there are plenty of casual nicknames; most of the truly great ones are an amalgam of fan-and-media. And yes, they are forestalled by players controlling image and also by having weird names, but they're not dead.


Elf-proclaimed. That is not a misprint. ELrond is in charge of all this stuff.


May I also offer "Little Pea" as a further proof to this pudding?


Razor Ruddock? Psycho Stuart Pearce? Shrek?

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