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Let’s play the game

by Jack Wilkinson | 1, Add your Comment | Mar 19 09

The name of the game was “Nickname.” It was the name game within the game, born 30 years ago during the most magical, maddening, heartbreaking and exhilarating month of the year: March.

Specifically, March of 1979, during the grandest of all our American sporting
events. The NCAA men’s basketball tournament.

It was conceived, as greatness invariably is, by sportswriters on the road. Guys with too much time on their hands, then-generous per diems and, in post-game hospitality rooms across the country, ample quantities of the sportswriter’s two favorite beers: Free, and Free Lite.

The Nickname concept was simple, and simply brilliant: Give sports nicknames to non-sports celebrities. And so today, on this greatest of days, the start of another NCAA Tournament, let us genuflect in honor of …

Elizabeth “Fatty” Taylor.

And Jonas “Dr. J” Salk.

Jack “The Shot” Ruby.

Pearl “The Earl” Bailey.

And, of course, Walt “No Neck” Whitman.

What began as beer-fueled fun on the road (imagine that) evolved into
near-obsession. Hacks would, uh, brainstorm after games and over Buds,
trying to one-up each other, and … voila! Ulysses S. “Mudcat” Grant.

Or Richard “Digger” Nixon.

Abby “Night Train” Lane. Ahhhhhhh …

Emile “The Cat” Zola.

And, of course, Ed “Too Tall” Koch.

One morning, one writer awoke in a Heineken-induced haze and found a note slipped under his hotel room door. Seems another scribe had a pre-dawn, early-morning flight to catch, but not before making another contribution: Tom “The Bomb” Hayden.

Or was it Marilyn “Cornbread” Maxwell?

This March, uh, madness (sorry) continued right on to Salt Lake City, right through the Final Four and one of the most historically significant NCAA title games: The Indiana State-Michigan State final.

Larry Joe Bird vs. one Earvin Jr. Which, naturally, begat …

Andrew “Magic” Johnson.

And don’t forget …

Neville “The Stilt” Chamberlain.

And Bernie “Boom Boom” Goetz.

So in honor of the 30th anniversary of Nickname, we here at the home office of likethedew.com, in an effort to be 21st-century reader-friendly, encourage you to submit sports nicknames for contemporary or posthumous non-sports celebrities.

As in …

Shirley “Cha Cha” Franklin.

Or Glenn “Sugar Ray” Richardson.

Marilyn “The Pearl” Monroe.

Or Etta “Queen” James.

Somewhere, Dean “The Dream” Rusk is smiling. Now excuse me, but Black Jack Wilkinson (jackewilkinson@gmail.com) has to give a last-minute tweak to my brackets. Can you say Western Kentucky over Illinois? I can.

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One Response to “Let’s play the game”

  1. Terri Evans Terri Evans says:

    I did say Western Kentucky over Illinois — even before it (barely in the end) happened. Now, the question is: “Can you say Western Kentucky over Gonzaga?” Can anyone even say Gonzaga? Or where it is?

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Jack Wilkinson
About the author Jack Wilkinson: Jack Wilkinson has written about sports professionally for 35 years, but his career began in his hometown of Lynbrook, N.Y. His elementary school paper, the Marion Street Chatterbox, is the coolest-named paper he's ever worked for. A high school sports stringer for Newsday while a senior at Hofstra Universtiy, he was hired at the now-defunct Miami News by the late, great John Crittenden. Homesickness led Jack back to Long Island. He worked as a short-order cook at the Pot Belly Pub in West Hempstead until Ray Sons rescued him with a job offer from the late, great Chicago Daily News. Jack covered college sports and played on the paper's 16-inch softball team. He regularly chugged post-game beers at the Billy Goat Tavern with his teammates and their pitcher-manager, Mike Royko, the late, great columnist. Jack came home to New York to spend seven years at the New York Daily News before moving to Atlanta in 1983 to take a pay cut at the local rag. After being abruptly shipped out of sports in 2006 despite being chosen as the Georgia Sportswriter of the Year in 2001 and '04, he gleefully took a buyout in June, 2007. Later that year, Jack somehow was again voted Georgia's top sportswriter by the National Sportscasters and Sportswriters Association. "It was the most bogus election since Gore-Bush in 2000, but I'll take it," Jack says. Jack now writes regularly for Georgia Tech's Web site and publications, for SI.com and occasionally for USA Today, and has written five books. His latest, "The Georgia Tech Football Vault," was a local best-seller, at least until Tech was edged by LSU 38-3 in the Chick-fil-A Bowl. Jack is one of two official scorers for the Atlanta Braves at Turner Field, where his nickname is "Ol' E-6."