Last month Toronto Star golf reporter Jason Logan dedicated a fair bit of space in his column to reveal the nickname of Canada’s great golfer Brooke Henderson is ...
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Brookie. You see what her buddies did there? They took the perfectly nice name of Brooke, cleverly inserted an “i” and came up with Brookie! The insipid and childish nicknaming of pro athletes drives me up the wall, around the bend to the front door of the proverbial loony bin. So far, it’s ‘proverbial.
’ Do you know what Mitch Marner’s nickname is? Marns or sometimes Mitchy. Auston Matthews? Matty. And William Andrew Michael Junior Nylander? Willy.
That’s about $30 million a year in Toronto Maple Leafs salaries, and the best teammates could come up with was adding a “y” to an existing name? Mitchy, Matty and Willy? Instead, Marner could be called Kid Smoothie. Matthews could be Gloat for the greatest Leaf of all time and Nylander could be The Sweet Swede. You know what a great nickname for Brooke Henderson would be? Smitty.
She’s a phenomenal athlete from Smiths Falls. They could build a tourism campaign around Smitty. All Brookie gets her is a TV ad for an artificial sweetener.
Canada’s Brooke Henderson hits a tee shot during the LPGA Canadian Women’s Open golf tournament in Calgary in July. A great nickname for the great Canadian golfer would be Smitty, writes William Thomas, a reflection of her hometown Smiths Falls. The Babe, Broadway Joe Namath, Night Train Lane, Sho.