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16 great Indiana high school basketball team names

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Basketball. It’s a pretty big deal in our fair state. Around here, we like to say that in 49 states, it’s just basketball. But this is Indiana! Our passion for the hardwood goes back for generations. It’s a tradition that runs deep. So much so, James Naismith, the inventor of this beloved game, once said this about our infatuation with basketball:

“Basketball really had its origin in Indiana, which remains the center of the sport.”

Not only do we take our basketball seriously, but we also take our high school basketball team names pretty seriously, too. Sure, there are teams like the Trojans, Wildcats, Tigers, and Irish. Those are to be expected. There’s also the historic team names like the Bedford North Lawrence Stars and the Milan Indians. But if we’re honest, these names are rather unremarkable. And you probably find these names in every other state.

I know other high schools in other states have some pretty unique names (like the Science Hill Hilltoppers in Johnson City, TN, and the Daniel Boone Trailblazers in Gray, TN), but these high school team names in Indiana just might take the cake. If you could choose a winner based on team name alone, these teams would probably dominate the hardcourt. You might even call them the Sweet Sixteen.

Here they are in no particular order (except maybe number one):  Continue reading 16 great Indiana high school basketball team names

Fight Song

What a weekend! So much to write, so little time. The Emmanuel retreat was Friday night. After it ended Saturday morning, we drove over to Gatlinburg, stayed in a hotel overnight, and then went to the Knoxville Zoo today. We packed a lot in – especially for the kids – but it was a memorable weekend, to say the least. I’m sure I’ll post more about it over the next few days as I keep remembering different things.

To kick things off, I’ll talk about the “ice-breaker” at the retreat on Friday night. We divided into groups of 10 and were given an assignment: write the lyrics to a song that describes our ESR experience so far and perform it in front of the rest of the group. We were to use Rocky Top as the tune.

There were, of course, a few requirements that had to be included. Choreography and creativity earned points. These are the words we had to include: Seminary; exegesis; Appalachia (pronounced Apple-at-cha); the name of everyone in the group; at least one obscure ESR reference (including, but not limited to Dr. Wetzel, John Wasem, Jason Bembry, Maximus the Confessor, Aunt B’s restaurant, etc.); and complete group participation in the performance.

So – our group won with our little ditty. Here are the lyrics we came up with. Sorry if it’s crude. You can’t rhyme much with seminary…

Are you ready to rock?

Verse 1
What’s the deal with exegesis,
let’s keep the original, please.
Kip got dysentery while at seminary
eating down at Aunt B’s.

Verse 2
With Matt and Christy, John and Jennifer
Phil and B.J., too
Seth and Brian with Jason Bembry
singing this song for you

ESR, you’ll always be
App-a-lachia to me
Good ol’ Holy Hill (Wooo!)
Holy Hill, Tennessee
Holy Hill, Tennessee

Thank you, Junaluska, we love you!
Go Emus!

BJ then did a stage dive directly onto Dr. Bembry. I managed to get my arms around both, saving them from immanent disaster. Hopefully, Dr. Bembry will remember that when I have him for Hebrew next year.

I was told the stage dive and Christy’s conversion of a piece of cardboard into a washboard were the game-winners for us.

What did we win for such lyrical beauty? The highly coveted Emmanuel Emus t-shirt. Of course, there are only Smalls left. There’s a reason Smalls are left – they don’t fit anyone. It’s the thrill of victory that matters, not the trophy, right?

I’m sure we’ll be singing this fight song for years to come during the intramural games at Milligan.