Next weekend I’m competing in the U.S. Rogaining Championship near Watkins Glen, New York. My teammate is an IT guy from Cornell whom I have yet to meet in person, though we’ve talked on the phone quite a bit. He’s left the naming of the team up to me. The team name is all but meaningless, but is a fun feature of the event. Most are pretty clever.
Trying to push the boundaries of naming conventions while tying in some local history, the best I’ve come up with so far is The 1973 Watkins Glen Summer Jam Vegetation Restoration Task Force. But I don’t know.
Thoughts?
If you want to further abstract it, I’d go with “The Compass Always Points to Terrapin”.
Very nice, Tim, but I might be set upon by people wanting to swap tapes.
My deadline is tomorrow.
“Watkins, Come Here, I Want to Visit Controls in a Defined Time Period to Collect the Highest Point Total Possible.”
“The Watkins Glen Not-Remotely-International”
The Walkin’ Watkins
Rockin’ Watkins
Wokka-Wokka-Watkins
“I Graduated From CMU, whose University Press is Distributed by Cornell University Press, which is the Press of the University Which Employs My Partner”
“Gazetteers 2010 World Tour”
“I’m the Rapper, He’s the DJ”
The Vuvu-fellas
The BP Northern Seepage Advance Team
We Found Waldo
Or that one you have is good.
These could be useful in the future, but too late for this time around – I ended up going with the original. I’m leaving it as a surprise for my teammate, unless he is Salt in Wound reader, which is extremely unlikely.
This name got a collective blank stare, but we came in fourth – and third could have been attainable had we known we were so close. Of course you have absolutely no information about your relative performance during the event, unlike any other sport I can think of.