Mine was a bulldog. The New Albany High School (New Albany, IN) Bulldogs. And we couldn’t stop there. The swim team was called the Bullfrogs. The cheerleaders were known as the BullDolls. And the junior high school right behind us was known as the Hazlewood Junior High Bullpups. Sickening, isn’t it?
So what was your mascot? And did you all have any variations of the names, like we did?
“The Colts”.
That’s right, “The Jessamine County Colts”.
We couldn’t be the Stallions… or the Steeds… or even the Man-o-war’s.
Nope, we had to be little baby horses.
Needless to say, we didn’t strike fear into the hearts of our opponents.
We had a kick ass band tho’.
I hated my high school for many reasons, and one of them was the team name. The town was Morton, IL. At some point in the past (IIRC) there was a major pottery plant in the area. Therefore, the school team was the Morton Potters.
No, I’m not making this up. The school mascot was a teapot on legs.
That’s not one of the top five reasons why I hated high school, but it definitely ranks somewhere from six to ten.
Oh, ick, Superdude! That’s just too much!
Our mascot was the Fort Meade Fighting Miner (phosphate mining town). We had a really cool (tough) looking Miner dude for our mascot, and then they went and changed it to this wimpy looking one. Fortunately, we were able to vote the original back in before I graduated! Our team colors were black and gold and our fight song was the Notre Dame one. Small town, small school, but really good at the athletics. Many, many times our football, track, volleyball, etc. teams would go to state competition and sometimes even win!
We were the Mannhattan High Indians. I’m glad I wasn’t from Topeka because they’re schools are the Topeka High Trojans and Topeka Seamen!
Parkville Knights - in Baltimore county
boring - like just about everything associated with that school
we were the Blue Dragons. Pretty cool because we had a huge blue dragon for a mascot. It beats the previous name - Trojans.
<cue the stupid condom jokes now>
We were the Sam Rayburn Texans. Yosemite Sam was our mascot. Stupid, I know. :rolleyes:
You got a problem with Trojans, ReillyDog? Huh?
(Monroe High School Trojans, class of 1998)
It was a little embarassing sometimes, but it made decorating homecoming floats extraordinarily easy. A trip to the drugstore and you’re halfway done!
The Live Oak High School Acorn!!!
How f*@king sad is that?
I however am the proud originator of the official Live Oak slogan: “Live Oak has nuts”!
Pegleg Pete! Yes, a little cartoon of Peter Stuyvesant, who had a wooden leg. Now, Stuyvesant was kind of a bloodthirsty, mean, evil, wretch, but the team is called the Peglegs, for god’s sake.
Columbia River Chieftains!! It was pretty cool actually.
Down the road in Camas they have a big paper mill… they are the Camas Papermakers. They had this little industrial building that ran around.
Also in a rural area (but in the same county) are the mighty Ridgefield Spudders!!! Look out! It’s the Mighty Potatoes!!
The rest around here are all pretty standard fare. (Eagles/Thunder/Highlanders, etc.)
Yuma Criminals.
'nuff said.
We were the Cougars. As in “Go Cougs”.
Way before I got there, they were the Devils. That is, until some parents got their knickers in a twist over kids coming home with a picture of a grinning devil on their yearbooks.
C’est la vie.
ReillyDog, that is th emost awsome thing I have ever heard. As an avid D&D player, that would have given me immense pleasure!!
Oh, and ours was the duely unimaginative Panthers. Crapola. But then one time - at band camp -
Wait, I wasn’t in band. But there was this time - as me and the other guy who ran the school paper were, at the end of our senior year, looking for a way to really go out with a bang.
We co-wrote a scathing editorial about all the stupid things the administration had done to us in our tenure, then we grabbed one of the freshmen staffers and made her follow us around the school with a camera.
After sneaking around behind many closed doors (which, had we been caught where we were, we prabably would have gotten detentions or suspensions considering the dickly nature of the admin.) we finally found the perfect shot.
Thus, we ran our the last issue of the year with an angry, bitter editorial with a pic of the Editor-in-Cheif and Art Director (being us) holding the mascot’s head between us and giving it bunny-ears with our fingers.
Too bad it was the end of the year, because our popularity with the student body soared. 
We were the Blue Devils.
Practising Satanists, every one of us.
Not a cute 'lil devil, either. A big nastyass demon with thick eyebrows and horns and a goatee, who looked a little like Ghoulardi.
I used to live in Yuma, and some of those guys WERE criminals…
Anyway, I’m a Pleasnt Grove Viking, from Pleasant Grove, UT. Our mascot was this tough-looking Viking, horns on the helmet, and the whole getup.
There is, or was, in the Salt Lake Valley, a Jordan HS whose nickname were the Beetdiggers. I mean, how sucky is that?? It dates from the heyday of the sugar beet industry in the area, now defunct.
There’s a school in Northern Indiana (the name of the school is eluding me) with a team name of the Shamrocks. Also the mascot of a local school here in Louisville, KY.
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Comedian Tim Cavanaugh once wondered about the Utah Utes. At first he thought it was just a shortened version of Utah. From there, he surmised that Virginia’s mascot must be the Virgins. His punchline? “Yeah, laugh at the name if you want, but I understand the football team has never been scored upon.”
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After recently getting involved in girls basketball, some friends and I were discussing the mascots of the teams and how some schools tweak the name for the girls’ team. We had a school who are referred to as the Tomcats whose girls’ team is called the Kittens (WTF). But I guess there’s no such thing as a Lady Tomcat. It did occur to me the other night, though, that wouldn’t a Lady Bulldog be a … Never mind.
LaGrange, GA “Grangers.” No real mascot tho. Some fool would dress up to look like a farmer from time to time. Course I always thought it’d be cool to drive out onto the football field on a big ol John Deere tractor or combine at halftime and plow through the opposing team’s band and cheerleaders. Course the cheapskates at the school wouldn’t spring for either one.
