Nicknames are very important. One of the powerful tropes in fantasy literature is that once you know a creatures true name you have control over that being. The same is true in real life. Once you know a person's nickname you have a powerful insight into their soul.
This is not something new. There was an entire episode of Seinfeld wherein George Castanza tried very hard to be nicknamed T-Bone and ended up being named KoKo. Neither of these seems like great choices to me.
Nicknames are also incredibly important in pick-up basketball. I play in a run wherein people's nicknames correspond to their playing abilities/style.
There is "black hole" who is incaple of passing. Suprisingly, he wears this as a badge of honour.
There is "dead chicken" - so named because he darts everywhere with no purpose like a chicken with his head cut off.
Then there is "Jules". I think that may just be his name. We don't talk much.
Then there is me. I used to be the "old white guy". They would say someone guard "old white guy". Then I started scoring on them and they actually started to respect my game.
I earned my nickname - "Old School". You see I am much older than these people (they are like 18-22, I am 32), but I also have none of the athletic ability that they have. These people can dunk and I have trouble jumping over a nickle. But what this run has in athleticism it lacks in basic basketball sense. One head fake or pump fake and these people just cannot recover. Thus I was dubbed "old school" to account for the fact that I play low to the ground, but can still score.
It turns out I really like the nickname. It makes me feel wise. I guess getting older ain't so bad if you also get to be "Old School".
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