The Hawaii Warriors anagram roster
Boise State hits conference play this weekend with a showdown at Hawaii. In related news, I remain really stuck on this anagram thing that's probably not as funny as I think.
After the jump, check out Hawaii's roster through the eyes of witty wordplay and an anagram server. Actual analysis will begin tomorrow. You have to start somewhere, right?
(An anagram is like a word jumble; you take the letters from a word or phrase and mix them up to see what other words or phrases you can come up with. Try it for yourself. Hawaii's anagram roster was especially challenging because of player names chock full of vowels. Hence, I delved into the Hawaii coaching staff as well. No offense, Chris Tormey.)
Alex Green
General Ex
Greg Salas
Laser Gags
Rodney Bradley
Brandy Yodeler
Spencer Smith
Me Sphincters
Mana Silva
Salami Van
Corey Paredes
Creepy Adores
Liko Satele
Oak Tellies
Tank Hopkins
Thanks, Pinko
Austin Hansen
Antenna Sushi
Greg Alexander
Relaxed Nagger
Luke Ingram
Manlike Rug
Bo Montgomery
Tomboy Monger
Rich Miano
I, Man Choir
Gordan Shaw
Dragon Show
Chris Tormey
Crime Shorty
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From the makers of High School Musical, and directed by a guy that thought I Am Legend was a cool movie, comes:
I, Man Choir
by Rand McNalley on Oct 19, 2009 12:32 PM PDT reply actions 1 recs
Re: "stuck on this anagram thing that's probably not as funny as I think"
Anything that produces “Tomboy Monger” and “Me Sphincters” is too good to give up on so easily.
I agree
Take heart Kevan, these are well rec’d! (rec’d = received in this instance)… and rec’d too I suppose.
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by OBNUG Intern on Oct 19, 2009 1:04 PM PDT up reply actions
Boy, I knew that Hawaii recruited in prisons, but...
With those last 3? Has it gotten that bad? No, I know, they must be really good… I guess there is no age limit in CFB, I suppose all you need is a few years of eligibility.
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Well, those last three are coaches ...
Hawaii’s roster was short on anagram-worthy names.
"I eat success for breakfast - with skim milk!" - Tony Perkis
Oh!
No wonder… I remember hearing about some 60 year old guy who always wanted to play college football and also wanted to finish his degree. I don’t think he was a starter, but he made the roster of some Div 2 or 3 team. I think he was the back-up kicker.
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by OBNUG Intern on Oct 20, 2009 8:20 AM PDT up reply actions
That was in Texas. True Story, wait for the made for TV movie.
Boise State - The best in all the land (The "land" being Idaho, and large parts of California, Oregon, and Nevada.)
I found it
59-year-old senior plays after 37-year layoff
‘Grandpa just played football!’ Flynt returns to action for Division III team
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by OBNUG Intern on Oct 20, 2009 3:43 PM PDT up reply actions
And now a short story from Mikrino. (shorter than last week...hopefully.)
One day among the dreary fog, along the banks of the Oak Tellies River, a strange thing happened. From behind the mighty oaks of the the nearby by forest bellowed the deep wailing of Brandy Yodeler. A large man, with a fancy for yodeling through the hills of the Creepy Adores Forest. But suddenly, without his usual send off the yodeling was cut short. Brandy never stopped before sunset. Something was amiss. And Tomboy Monger intended to find out what happened to the yodeling giant.
Tomboy was a local son of the Creepy forest. Born and raised within a stone’s throw of the Dragon Show behind the Ole Golden Oak Tavern. He was not highly thought of, for he was always putting his nose into other people’s business. But he always managed to help everyone out. So he bumbled off along his trail to investigate the sudden stop of the yodeler.
Upon arriving at the home of Brandy he found a small gnome who had also come to investigate. “Whattaya think hap’n to mista Yodel?” ,asked the gnome. “Crime shorty. Crime.” ,said Tomboy. He noticed a broken chair in the kitchen and a fire was still burning in the hearth. He also noticed in the center of the room the manlike rug he’d seen there before was missing. Whoever took Brandy must have taken the rug, he thought.
As he left he knew he was in for a long night, so Tomboy stopped at the Salami Van for a quick bite to eat. He sat for a minute and talked with the skinny man who owned the van. "Hey Pinko, you don’t know who would’ve had something against ol’ Brandy Yodeler, do you? “Nah, he’s okay wit me. I dunno who could not like the guy.”, said Pinko. “General Ex visited him last week I know. Maybe that has something to do with it?” ,quizzed Pinko. “Thanks Pinko. I’ll check into it” , said Tomboy. “Before I go, give me a twist of that Antenna Sushi, I love that stuff.” Pinko pulled a piece of his regionally famous antenna sushi off of the antenna of the Salami Van, and Tomboy continued on the search for Brandy Yodeler.
“General Ex” , Tomboy muttered to himself. " That’s got to be it!" He doesn’t like anybody." , thought Tomboy. General Ex was a semi-retired used car salesmen. He still greeted folks at the local Wam-Mart from time to time. He wasn’t a real general. People just got used to calling him General Ex because he was constantly barking orders at people as they entered Wam-Mart. As he approached the General’s house he saw sitting on the porch the manlike rug from Brandy’s house. “Eureka!” exclaimed Tomboy. He burst into the house kicking down the rickety screen door that hung lazily from the jamb. “General Ex!” ,he shouted. “I know you’ve got Brandy here, so come out now.” Just then there was a tussle heard coming from the cellar below. Tomboy rushed to the cellar door. He threw up the plank to the cellar and jumped into the cavern.
There, in the cellar, tied to a post, sat Brandy, tears in his big friendly eyes. “I, Man Choir. I no stop yodel.” ,cried Brandy. “It’s okay.” said Tomboy. “I’m gonna get you outta here. Where’s the General?” “He out back. He pick more habaneros. He make me eat habanero everytime I try to sing. Oh me sphincters!” , cried Brandy, terrified. Just then the General walked through the back door with a hand full of habaneros. “What is tarnation are you doing in my home, Tomboy!” shrieked the General. “I’m here to take Brandy home, and can’t stop me old man!” , proclaimed Tomboy. “I’ll see about that.” said General Ex. “I’m gonna get my laser pointer.” It’s a special one. The laser gags anyone I point it at." explained the General. “You’re nothing but a relaxed nagger!” shouted Tomboy. “You sleep in until 10 o’clock and then you go to Wam-Mart just to nag anyone who comes through the door.” “A relaxed nagger, that’s what you are.”
The General broke down. He was ashamed. He explained that he kidnapped Brandy after he’d stopped by last week and asked him to stop yodeling. He’d fed him habaneros to try to get him to stop, but Brandy couldn’t stop. “I was just jealous.” , said the General. “I always listen to Brandy every night, and when I try to yodel it sounds awful.” explained General Ex. “I help you.” said Brandy. “I show you how to yodel.” “You’d do that?” asked the General. “Even after what I’ve done to you?” He exclaimed, puzzled. “Sure.” , said Brandy. " You not bad, I like habaneros. But oooh me sphincters." laughed Brandy.
On that note, General Ex walked home with Brandy, smiling all the way. Tomboy didn’t get any thanks, or a pat on the back, but he felt good for helping them become friends.
He decided to head back to the Salami Van, for some more Antenna Sushi, plus he liked that picture of Kyle Wilson on the side.
Moral of the story: Just because someone is better at something than you, doesn’t mean you can try to hi-jack them. It won’t make you feel any better. It’s better to learn from them and try to improve yourself in the process.
You hear that BCS pundits? Don’t hate, appreciate!
Boise State - The best in all the land (The "land" being Idaho, and large parts of California, Oregon, and Nevada.)
by Mikrino on Oct 19, 2009 1:47 PM PDT reply actions 5 recs
Hate to say it...
but don’t we all already know that the BCS is not a system with morals? Rather, it is a clever plan devised by the devil himself to drive the world into a state of madness and chaos.
Do you have kids?
or just too much time?
by CaptainBronco on Oct 20, 2009 3:22 PM PDT up reply actions
Yes and yes.
After seeing these crazy anagrams for the last few weeks I figured why not put them to use.
Voila!
Boise State - The best in all the land (The "land" being Idaho, and large parts of California, Oregon, and Nevada.)
I tried to do that a couple weeks ago
but I didn’t have the imagination to follow through with it. Kudos!
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by OBNUG Intern on Oct 21, 2009 2:01 PM PDT up reply actions
Not General Ex
Ex General.
"You know where i'm from, a little suspicion about one's true identity and motives is considered good manners."
-- Nale
Antenna Sushi
mmmmm, my favorite!!
"Hell, I can get you a toe by 3 o'clock this afternoon... with nail polish."
What's that tune playing in the distance?
OMG, it’s the Salami Van! Quick…he’s almost at our street!
he is injured you will get the second string hawaii qb and what i saw of him he is below average
here is a point spread you might be interested in. idaho is +13 and 1/2 point dog to nevada. that line will no doubt goto 14 and 1/2 at the cal neva which is based in reno where nevada plays. i’m taking my gravy train and caboose the idaho vandals when it gets to 14.5 points. idaho is the best in the country at
7-0 vs the spread. 6-1 straight up. the sec has a bunch of average games this week so espn gameday is going to provo for the tcu/byu game. these two games wil have more money wagered on them than any other games. peace,
by wolfmanshowlforever on Oct 19, 2009 4:42 PM PDT up reply actions
Something made me feel a little dirty when I read “Me Sphincters” followed by “Salami Van”.
by MooreWalksOnWater on Oct 19, 2009 7:40 PM PDT reply actions
Wish I could say this was original---
Barbra Streisand = Dress Brat in a Bra
Hilarious work on the anagrams (but someone has way too much time on his hands).
"Heaven and earth alike revolt against a parched and withered duck." (Stephen Maturin)
Boise State Broncos =
No BCS site? Tears! Boo!!!!!
"Heaven and earth alike revolt against a parched and withered duck." (Stephen Maturin)

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