Vols Nicknames throughout history

#51
#51
1913

AM "Goat" Carroll
RV "Mush" Kerr
F "Big Un" Kelley
DA "Dad" Dawson
 
#52
#52
pimo1 said:
Weirdly there was a third Mike Cofer (kicker from NC state) who went to the NFL and later Nascar was like one year older than the Linebacker from TN I couldn't find much info on the tight end
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I do know Stop's little brother Joe, also a UT player resides in Knoxville. No personal encounter though.
 
#53
#53
Since I see a couple of references to BB players I will throw out the following 60's era guys...

Tom "Spook" Hendrix I bet he holds the career record for fewest words spoken.


A.W. Davis a.k.a. The Rutledge Rifle OR The man with the golden arm or hands.... can't remember which after 50+ years.
 
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TNinSC said:
cant wait to hear the ones for chas nimrod
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RAF Nimrod perhaps?

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The 'Swamp Rat" is still the best nickname along with "Hacksaw"

Hacksaw Reynolds
In 1969, Tennessee played Mississippi, hoping to clinch a Sugar Bowl bid by stopping Archie Manning. It didn’t go well. Ole Miss won 38-0. When linebacker Jack Reynolds returned to campus, he had to do something to get rid of the frustration, so he bought a hacksaw at Kmart, then went at an old dilapidated Chevy, aiming to cut it in half and use it as a trailer for his Jeep. It took two days, and 13 blades, but at least he felt better. Plus, he had a nickname that would accompany him one day to the Super Bowl.
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peaygolf said:
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The 'Swamp Rat" is still the best nickname along with "Hacksaw"

Hacksaw Reynolds
In 1969, Tennessee played Mississippi, hoping to clinch a Sugar Bowl bid by stopping Archie Manning. It didn’t go well. Ole Miss won 38-0. When linebacker Jack Reynolds returned to campus, he had to do something to get rid of the frustration, so he bought a hacksaw at Kmart, then went at an old dilapidated Chevy, aiming to cut it in half and use it as a trailer for his Jeep. It took two days, and 13 blades, but at least he felt better. Plus, he had a nickname that would accompany him one day to the Super Bowl.
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Man how did i not remember to put these. I used to listen to swamp rat on radio. And my dad told me story of hacksaw and a car. Haha
 
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DeepSpringsVol said:
Man how did i not remember to put these. I used to listen to swamp rat on radio. And my dad told me story of hacksaw and a car. Haha
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Among my many many golden memories of my VOL youth is the season Swamp Rat and I were teammates.

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Ok, now for the rest of the story.

Pretty sure it was the summer before his senior year, he played with my church's SERIOUS slow pitch church league team. that played at the old Winonna Fields near Bill Meyer Stadium. Not sure of the connection, but there he was. I think he played right field, and his first at bat was comical in that he awkwardly completed his first swing long before the ball approached the plate. I was an unathletic 15 or 16 year old but my Dad who was athletic till very late in life had me sign a contract every year after I was 10 to play "F" "I". For the uninformed that stands for Forfeit Insurance. This was a ten man mandatory league and occasionally number 10 would run late and a couple of times I was pressed into service when a player would be invited to leave the field after an unchurch like discussion with an umpire. I do think I shared the field once with him. I did play catcher once, but in the early years I was placed in short field with instructions to yield to everybody. But hey, it all counts.

Oddly enough I did play on a more fun league alternate team as well and more than once looked across the diamond to see of all people, Doug Dickey. Oddly enough, long after I had left Knoxville for 40+ years, when he returned for the AD gig he attended the church of my youth.

I count this right up there with my multiple pair of Billy Hahn castoff Converse All Stars, my evening with Tom Boerwinkle breaking curfew in his GIANT Bass Weejuns on my driveway court literally on the night before his last game in Stokely, my circling of the Bear as he leaned against the south goal post in pregame, and the heart attack spotter job I had with the Red Cross in Neyland for a couple of my HS years. God is good and growing up in Bearden had it's advantages. Oh, did I mention my front row Orange Tie Section seats in the Armory/Stokely for the early Mears years.... or getting to ride the Army Mule and the Rambling Wreck at the South Endzone entrance. Or how about being introduced to Condredge the Artful Dodger himself one evening by HS classmate Tim Townes at 17th and Cumberland. Most recently I was introduced to Vol legend Buddy Cruze, unfortunately just weeks before we lost him. Did I mention God is good????? He put both family members and family friends where they could be instrumental in all of these unearned fan blessings.

Sorry for the book.... the Orange juices just started flowing. Hate to be a VOL ingrate.
 
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GUNTERSVOL said:
Among my many many golden memories of my VOL youth is the season Swamp Rat and I were teammates.

x
x
x

Ok, now for the rest of the story.

Pretty sure it was the summer before his senior year, he played with my church's SERIOUS slow pitch church league team. that played at the old Winonna Fields near Bill Meyer Stadium. Not sure of the connection, but there he was. I think he played right field, and his first at bat was comical in that he awkwardly completed his first swing long before the ball approached the plate. I was an unathletic 15 or 16 year old but my Dad who was athletic till very late in life had me sign a contract every year after I was 10 to play "F" "I". For the uninformed that stands for Forfeit Insurance. This was a ten man mandatory league and occasionally number 10 would run late and a couple of times I was pressed into service when a player would be invited to leave the field after an unchurch like discussion with an umpire. I do think I shared the field once with him. I did play catcher once, but in the early years I was placed in short field with instructions to yield to everybody. But hey, it all counts.

Oddly enough I did play on a more fun league alternate team as well and more than once looked across the diamond to see of all people, Doug Dickey. Oddly enough, long after I had left Knoxville for 40+ years, when he returned for the AD gig he attended the church of my youth.

I count this right up there with my multiple pair of Billy Hahn castoff Converse All Stars, my evening with Tom Boerwinkle breaking curfew in his GIANT Bass Weejuns on my driveway court literally on the night before his last game in Stokely, my circling of the Bear as he leaned against the south goal post in pregame, and the heart attack spotter job I had with the Red Cross in Neyland for a couple of my HS years. God is good and growing up in Bearden had it's advantages. Oh, did I mention my front row Orange Tie Section seats in the Armory/Stokely for the early Mears years.... or getting to ride the Army Mule and the Rambling Wreck at the South Endzone entrance. Or how about being introduced to Condredge the Artful Dodger himself one evening by HS classmate Tim Townes at 17th and Cumberland. Most recently I was introduced to Vol legend Buddy Cruze, unfortunately just weeks before we lost him. Did I mention God is good????? He put both family members and family friends where they could be instrumental in all of these unearned fan blessings.

Sorry for the book.... the Orange juices just started flowing. Hate to be a VOL ingrate.
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That’s for sure.
 
#75
#75
Lamarcus Coker - “Coker the Toker”

Skylar Mcbee- “Skylar McThree”, “McStache”, “The Rutledge Rifleman”
 
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