Great Semi-Professional Baseball Team Nicknames

[Butch7999]

Quoting from an old entry at our own forum:

"Playing off the hometown's name, like the Macon Whoopies, there have been the Minot Why Nots (Northern League), the Saginaw Wa-Was (South Michigan), and the Yazoo City ZuZus (Cotton States). There were also the Orange Hoo-Hoos (Gulf Coast League), but what that had to do with anything we don't know.

"Presumably promoting the town's leading industry or perhaps the team owners' business, there have been these honest laborers: the High Point Furniture Makers (Piedmont), the Lynn Shoemakers (New England), the Mayfield Pantmakers (Kitty), and the Cofferville Glassblowers (Gulf Coast).

"All that hard work builds up an appetite. Enjoy the Montgomery Biscuits (Southern), then dig into the Hamilton Hams (International). You vegans can join the Kalamazoo Celery Eaters (Southern Michigan). For dessert, try the Eau Claire Puffs (Minnesota-Wisconsin). For between-meal snacks, there were the Freeport Pretzels (Wisconsin State), or you could check in, um, regularly, with the Fresno Raisin Eaters (Pacific Coast). On a related note, there have also been the San Jose Prune Pickers (California) and the Merced Fig Growers (California State). Doesn't seem to be an appetizing combination, but you could wash that all down while taking in the Racine Malted Milks (Wisconsin-Illinois).

"Of course, if you work too hard and eat too much, you might need the Kirksville Osteopaths (Missouri State) or even the Temple Surgeons (Texas Association). Perhaps less qualified to help you out, there were also the Vancouver Horse Doctors (Northwestern).

"Of course, if you were beyond their help, your new teams might be the Des Moines Undertakers (Western) and the Americus Pall-Bearers (Georgia State).

"Apropos of nothing, we'll also make note of the Ottumwa Stand-Patters (Iowa State), whom we presume rarely shuffled their line-up, and the Texarkana Shine-Oners (Arkansas-Texas), whom we guess played all their games under the harvest moon."

Our own favorite, though, betraying our morbid bent, remains the sadly waterlogged Zanesville Flood Sufferers...