Category: sports names
If there’s one arena that may have been kind of neglected in the nameberry search for cool namesakes, it would probably be the wide, wide world of sports.
But we’ve dug through the archives and managed to come up with the following group of more out-of-the-ordinary monikers:
BIBB FALK – played for the Chicago White Sox
DORNE Dibble – wide receiver for the Detroit Lions
NILE Kinnick – won the 1939 Heisman Trophy
PAAVO Nurmi – Finish track star, outstanding long-distance runner of his time
VALMY Thomas – major league catcher
With the World Series fast approaching and the baseball season coming to a fever pitch, the sports pages are filled with the names of players. Irresistible lists of names. So though I’m far from what anyone would call a dedicated sports fan, I’ve become mesmerized by the rosters of team players’ names. After parsing those of all the major league teams, I have now made my picks of a favorite first name from each–my own personal MVPs. You might like to do the same.
Oh, and a bonus for me–I finally see what’s behind the popularity of the boy’s name Jacoby–probably the last person to know.
Here they are:
GIO Gonzalez — Oakland Athletics
KENDRY Morales — Los Angeles Angels
MICAH Hoffpauir — Chicago Cubs
OCTAVIO Dotel — Chicago White Sox
OMAR Aguilar — Milwaukee Brewers
ORLANDO Cabrera — Minnesota Twins
ROBINZON Diaz — Pittsburgh Pirates
YONDER Alonso — Cincinnati Reds
Our guest blogger Marion Roach first wrote about her sister Margaret’s horse-inspired name on her blog She Said, She Said, part of the sisters’ joint site, The Sister Project. Margaret Roach, the former editor of “Martha Stewart Living”, also runs the site A Way To Garden.
My family frequently names those we love for sports idols. For instance, among the dozen cats and dogs who have come and gone in my life there was Saratoga Roach, a terrier of a beagle, named for the late-summer racetrack in upstate New York, and Cleveland, a hapless chocolate lab, named for the Browns.
Then there is my sister, Margaret, named for the 1954 winner of the Belmont Stakes.
At one point in his life our father was a turf reporter, spending his winters at Hialeah, his summers in Saratoga and the time between at the racetracks in the East. Amid the crowd he covered, one of the great pastimes was naming thoroughbreds. It’s an art—no name can be more than 18 characters, including punctuation and spaces—as well as a science: Names frequently reflect breeding, sometimes with great flourish. For instance, the year before my sister was born, the great horse of 1953 was a colt whose father was Polynesian and mother was named Geisha. Their champion offspring was crowned Native Dancer. It’s a great tradition.
And one that continued into my family. My father had a horse named for him—it was called Sportseditor. I have a sailboat named Ruffian, for the magnificent dark filly who didn’t know the meaning of the word quit, until she broke down at the mile marker in a match race against Foolish Pleasure in 1975.
In due course it was revealed that there was an offspring on the way in our household.