Last night I was walking along St. Mark's Place and noticed that nobody was sitting in my All-Time Favorite Spot To Read In A Bar, which is by the lone window at Grassroots Tavern. So I ducked in with a crossword puzzle for a couple pints. Grassroots does not have a pool table, but rather an exquisitely worn-down dart area in the back. Next to one of the dart boards was a sheet that had schedules, standings and a list of names of the teams in the New York Dart Organization. I found myself laughing out loud when I read some of the names, which I'll get to in a second.
It got me thinking about how for some reason Sophie's does not participate in the tradition of giving its pool teams names. In fact, the names of the teams I've played on at Sophie's are purely perfunctory: Sophies III, which was later changed to just Sophies and now I'm playing on Sophies 2. It would seem that with the correct inclusion of an apostrophe, along with with a word from a billiards glossary, there would be a ripe scenario for a possessive team name like Sophie's Strokers, or Sophie's Scratchers. But I've never really been a fan of this cuteness. Maybe next season we'll just call a spade a spade and name our team what it is, Outdated Team Roster.
I downloaded all the PDFs from the NYC APA website and came up with a nice variety of my favorite names for pool teams. Here they are in no real order: Chalk is Cheap, Poolhall Drunkies, R U Kidding Me?, Tap Diss, Tap That, DV-8, Based on a True Story, ESL, Of Course We're Drunk, That Guy, Pigs Might Fly, What Ball Am I?, Can I Play First?, Amphibious Assault, Highs and Lows and Warriors of the Glen. The last one makes me chuckle the most. But I detect a slightly more irreverent sense of humor from the dart throwers than I do from the pool players. As for their team names, here goes.