I’m glad I’m not the only one. Whenever I do this the people watching the game with me always look at me like I’m odd. (OK, more than usual.)
62 posts & no one has mentioned World B. Free! (His original name was Lloyd B. Free. He had his first name legally changed to World in 1980.)
nevermind
I remember watching Gerd Bonk during the 1972 Olympics. (Just in case the link doesn’t work, he was an East German weightlifter, and according to the linked site, owner of 2 world records and was a bronze medalist in 1972.)
Edit for grammar to insert “was” in the last sentence. Otherwise it sounded like he owned a bronze medalist, which to the best of my knowledge, isn’t true.
I always thought that Lawyer Milloy, the football player, even though he was great, probably had very disapointed parents. I like to imagine that they had a younger son - Linebacker Milloy - who went on to become a lawyer.
I could be imaging this, but I think there was a Trout family in stock car racing with sons named Brook and Lake or somesuch.
I always enjoyed Anfernee Hardaway. Sounded like mom wanted to call him Anthony, but couldn’t spell.
There’s Dick Burns if you like your humour a little bit juvenile.
Bill Quackenbush would have fit in perfectly on the Anaheim Ducks.
A now-retired NASCAR driver is named Lake Speed.
Jim Bob Cooter, backup QB for the Tennessee Volunteers, is a good one.
Jeff Beukeboom always amused me and I can’t even explain why.
There’s a Brazilian soccer player called Creedence Clearwater Couto.
Guess he was the fortunate son…
Beat you to it (see post #63)
Fučka and Fucks? Sounds like an X-rated puppet show.
Troy Polamalu. I always like to pronounce it “Palow-malow!” with great emphasis.