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#1902127 When Adding Black Actually Works

Posted by the admiral on October 29, 2012 - 00:23

'47 Dodgers


#2257595 An Open Letter to the Community

Posted by Atomic on June 19, 2014 - 12:42

About two years ago, quite a few members of this forum began to complain about the actions of certain members, quality of postings/concepts being made and the relentless influx of spam posts. The call to action for the spammers was finally answered, as were numerous bannings/suspensions. To us, it showed promise and hope of a much needed change.

Flash forward to the beginning of the month of this year and the hope is all but gone. Users deemed as disruptive/disrespectful run rampant for months on end until a moderator arrives and performs “swift” justice. Certain sections of the forum are overflowing with nothing more than juvenile, undeveloped concepts and childish replies to actual, legitimate conversations.

It’s been said many times and different ways to “contact a moderator” to aid with the issues. It’s a great concept in theory; however a good majority of Moderators are either lurkers or non-existent. Their absenteeism (which includes being a lurker in my opinion) allows the issues to mount up until we get these bolded forum announcements requesting decorum well after the issue has gotten out of hand. As a long time member in good standing with this community, I find these “requests” to be insulting.

In my opinion, the Administration should take some accountability here and can solve a good portion of the issues by having dedicated, engaged, involved community moderators who have the ability to delete comments and ban users (in the worst case) but also to answer questions and provide guidance for members who are unsure of forum-appropriate behavior (in the best cases). I honestly have a hard time taking seriously people in power positions make blanket statements about banning/suspensions for not following decorum when the simple solution would be to become more active in the on goings of the community.

Don’t get me wrong, I fully understand having a life outside the boards. However, a hectic outside life isn’t an excuse for “those entrusted with the protection of Sportslogos.net's brand and reputation” to be unable to “take any and all actions necessary to uphold their responsibilities”. Lack of available and active leaders will only allow the issues to continue to accumulate and potentially drive away quality members (established or non-established).

With that said, it’s not just the Moderators’ issue. We as members need to take some personal responsibility. To me, these requests coming from the administrate should be nothing more than common sense: treat people fairly and allow an open mind to other points of view. A conversation doesn’t have to be polite, or neat and tidy, or full of everyone agreeing with each other. It just has to not be hateful and destructive and more often than not, a good majority of threads here devolve to those levels.

tl:dr - Stop allowing and excusing destructive and pointless conversations while members need to take responsibility for what they say and show common sense.
 




#1946251 Logos associated with failure.

Posted by CRichardson on January 26, 2013 - 15:56

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#2188858 Tampa Bay Buccaneers Getting New Logo, Helmet & Uniforms

Posted by CS85 on March 3, 2014 - 10:34

A very short while ago

I can still remember when the Buccaneers would make me smile

And I knew if I had my chance that I could redesign their pants 

And maybe fans would be happy for awhile

 

But February made me shiver

With every rumor they'd deliver

Strange helmet on the door step...I couldn't shake it's bad rep

 

I can't remember if I cried when I saw their unis got Nike-fied

Something broke me deep inside the day...Bucs unis...died

 

So bye, bye Quality Design

Took the bevel to new levels and many souls cried

And the good old red and pewter look that they denied

For numbers that are chrome-ified

For numbers that are chrome-ified

 

Did you make a logo site and do you have faith in Philip Knight?

If Nike tells us so

Now do you believe in cut-and-paste with the XFL and toxic waste?

And can you teach me how to meet deadlines real slow?

 

Well I know that you're in love with matte

I saw the Vikings helmet not quite fall flat

You both made the purple look less blue

And I dug those purply hues

 

I was a lonely liker of the Bucs

With their colors rad and their old coach Chuck

But "God :censored: ing damn," I shouted, "these :censored: ing suck" 

The day Bucs Unis Died

 

*chorus*

 

Now for 17 years this look had been real swell
Saving the franchise from creamsicle hell 

But that's now how it used to be

When Dungy was praising Shaun E. King before Chucky hijacked his winning team

And they both now haunt my TV

 

And while our heads were looking down, the Glazers shopped their look around

Big investment with no return

All these jerseys should be burned

And while Goodell re-wrote a book of rules, Nike went to work with Satan's tools and the NFL played us all for fools

The day the Bucs Unis Died.

 

*chorus*

 

Hocus Pocus and a plague of locusts please descend upon the look that broke us

After the Jags we're falling fast

We landed hard upon the painted grass

Mike Glennon fumbled a forward pass, Darrelle Revis on the sidelines counting cash

 

The halftime air had scents of doom as their new jerseys entered the locker room

Random swatches on their pants, clock numbers counted their last chance

As Nike tried to rape the field

The Bucs fans refused to yield

Piss on the rotten NFL shield today Bucs Unis Died

 

*chorus*

 

And there we all were in the CCSLC

Generations of aesthetics geeks

With no patience left to start again

So Licht Be Nimble, Licht Be Quick

Fighting staph infections and Lovie Smith

Firing everyone is just a means to an end

 

As I watched the unveil take center stage

My hands were clenched in fists of rage

No designer ever lured to hell could design such a turd

As the uniforms freshly ate the flames

A fireball rose over Raymond James

Here we are left to take the blame the day the Bucs Unis Died

 

*chorus
 

I met a fan who had season tix and I asked what he thought of this

He simply frowned and turned away

I went down to the sacred store where once hung the jerseys I did adore

But the man there said the jerseys went away

 

And in the streets the children screamed

It's the XFL look of their dreams

Not a word was spoken

Adults hearts all were broken

 

Red and pewter I admired most

Now are ketchup mustard and burnt toast

I'm glad as hell I don't live on the coast today, the Bucs Unis Died.

 

So bye, bye Quality Design

Took the bevel to new levels and many souls cried

And the good old red and pewter look that they denied

For numbers that are chrome-ified

For numbers that are chrome-ified




#2025573 Hidden Jersey Elements

Posted by Cujo on June 8, 2013 - 02:38

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Each pinstripe represents a decade since their last world championship.


#2138781 A&E is not "Happy Happy Happy" with Phil Robertson

Posted by GFB on December 19, 2013 - 19:19

Let me start off by saying I've never watched Duck Dynasty. Watching a wealthy family that made its fortune inventing whistles to hunt animals roam around the backwoods of Louisiana while doing random activities doesn't appeal to my personality... It's the same reason I won't watch The Bachelor or Jersey Shore. It's nothing personal, it's just not how I choose to entertain myself.

Yet, today has been a tough day for me as a self-identified "Christian;" and it's not because of any sort of attack on my First Amendment rights or the loss of a great pillar of Christianity from my TV schedule. No, I'm disappointed in the response I see from mass majority of Christians out there, mostly because much of it stems directly from what I believe is a foremost problem with the church today.

God doesnt need Christians to defend Him, he needs us to love people. I think too many Christians see themselves as bouncers or goalies: they're the last line of defense to preserve God's truths and "the way things should be." That view of life automatically puts these Christians on the permanent defensive; everything suddenly becomes an affront on their ideals from all directions. Instead, I like what Bob Goff says, that if you boil everything Jesus said and did into one message it states: "God loves you and there's more room." If you embrace that point of view, Christians should aim to be ushers, moving people as close as possible into that love, and not bouncers who draw lines in the sand to separate the holy from the sinners. Jesus didn't make people change before he moved to meet them in their needs.

That's why I can't support Phil Robertson. Sure, he has the freedom of speech and the right to believe whatever he wants and, yes, the right to share that belief. But that doesn't mean he shouldn't face the consequences of what he says and does. I once read "Grace without truth is deception, and truth without grace is mean," and I think that best sums up my thoughts on his comments. There was no care or love in his comments. They were crass, belittling, and harsh... A&E had every right to protect their brand.

If you are a member of the LGBT community or if you were offended by his comments or maybe you were offended by something another Christian (or maybe even myself) has said on this forum in the past, I want to ask for your forgiveness. I'm sorry. That's not who Jesus is. It is my utmost hope that we can repair the rift that has grown between our communities because of what we've said and done in the past. Just remember Christians are broken people, no matter how often we sometimes forget it.


#2032318 Rite of Spring 2013 (NHL Playoffs): "You have no fear of the underdog, t...

Posted by the admiral on June 20, 2013 - 14:02

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOO I CAN'T TAKE THIS CRAP ANYMORE


NOW YOU LISTEN HERE AND LISTEN WELL CS85. I KNOW WE'VE ALL ASSUMED THIS SORT OF PSYCHOLOGICAL HANDICAPPING WHEREIN WE SET OURSELVES UP FOR FAILURE SO THAT FAILURE MEETS EXPECTATIONS AND SUCCESS EXCEEDS THEM BUT JESUS A-S-S-F-U-C-K-I-N-G CHRIST ENOUGH ALREADY THIS HAS GOTTEN CATEGORICALLY ABSURD AND IT'S WHY I DON'T READ THIS THREAD DURING GAMES ANYMORE I JUST SIT AND WATCH TELEVISION OFF THE GODDAMN GRID PARTYING LIKE IT'S 1993 AND IT'S SO MUCH BETTER THIS WAY

NO GOD DAMN IT NO EVERY TIME THE HAWKS GIVE UP A GOAL THEY ARE NOT DONE, THEY ARE NOT FRAUDS, THEY ARE JUST PLAYING A REALLY GOOD TEAM WHILE ALSO BEING A REALLY GOOD TEAM THEMSELVES BECAUSE HOLY CRAP IT'S ACTUALLY A STANLEY CUP FINAL WHERE BOTH TEAMS ARE ELITE AND RIGHTFULLY PLACED AND NOT JUST GOOD TEAM VERSUS HOT GOALIE AND THE HOT BUTTERED CRAPWAGON. YOU MAY REMEMBER THAT THE HAWKS DESTROYED EVERYONE IN THE LEAGUE EXCEPT BALDY AND THE QUACKERS SO HEY HAVE SOME :censored:ING FAITH. ALSO, THE BRUINS WERE IN THE TOP OF THE EAST ALBEIT QUIETLY BECAUSE EVERYONE WAS ON PITTSBURGH'S DICKS BUT STILL THEY WERE REALLY REALLY GOOD. SO RECALIBRATE YOUR EXPECTATIONS OR STOP GODDAMN WATCHING.

I'M USUALLY PESSIMISTIC BUT NOOOOOOOOO I AM DOING SOMERSAULTS OF JOY BECAUSE I THINK THE HAWKS CAN WIN

AND IF THERE'S A PARADE IN CHICAGO, DON'T COME UP. YOU'RE NOT INVITED. I WILL SCOUR THE ENTIRETY OF THE LOOP TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE NOT THERE, AND IF YOU ARE, I'LL KICK YOU IN THE NUTS, GRAB YOU BY THE ANKLES, AND IF I DON'T JUST THROW YOU IN THE LAKE LIKE THAT METEOROLOGY STUDENT WHO JUST DIED, I'LL DRAG YOU TO UNION STATION AND STUFF YOU IN AN AMTRAK FOR NOT NECESSARILY DOWNSTATE BUT ANYWHERE BUT HERE BECAUSE IF YOU'RE NOT ON BOARD WITH THIS THEN JUST GO AWAY FOREVER AND DON'T LIKE HOCKEY. DON'T LIKE BASEBALL. DON'T EVEN LIKE TENNIS. JUST LIKE GOLF. THAT MUST BE YOUR FATE. ONLY LIKING GOLF.

GO HAWKS


#1985754 New Vikings Uniforms

Posted by ColorWerx on April 5, 2013 - 09:11

I'm on a string of conf. calls right now...

(I hate corporate America. Really.)


I hear if you say his name three times, he shows up with Pantones of long forgotten franchises.


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#2002293 The 2013 NHL Season Thread

Posted by the admiral on April 29, 2013 - 02:09

Maybe teams should hold official initiation ceremonies for their beat writers where they are not allowed to write about hockey until they have put on a pair of skates. So some old skates are handed out to the assembled press, they are made to skate a lap around the ice--even if they trip and fall, it's okay; players are standing by to help them along--and then when they reach the "finish line" as demarcated by a pair of sticks on the ice, they are officially allowed to write about hockey, for they have Put On Skates.

But it doesn't end there.

"Maybe they ought to take a check," a third-line winger shouts over the polite applause.

"Make 'em win board battles," shouts a thirteenth forward.

The light-hearted ceremony takes a turn for the sinister, as players and coaches start shepherding the skating writers back to their ad hoc starting line, mumbling "come on, let's go" and other such phrases which don't even begin to hint at what lies in store. "Skate, skate!", implores the head coach, as the writers embark upon their second lap along the boards. "We don't got all day!", shouts an assistant, as unconcerned with his grammar as he is with the welfare of the ink-stained wretches whose day will be one they won't soon forget.

The beat writers clumsily skate, holding onto one another in lieu of their once-helpful journalistic subjects. Their strides are graceless and tremulous. "Just like being out on the old pond, right?", a newspaper writer jokes to a blogger, trying in vain to defuse the situation. They hear behind them and on their left, "Here it comes!"

A thud is heard. The plexiglass rattles. A stanchion hints at dislodging. The other skating scribes stop as one of their own has been knocked to the ice by a well-placed body check. "Clean hit," a player laughs to the crowd. "Well, don't just stand there," he continues. They do. The winger's patience running thin, he checks each fear-petrified writer into the boards and down to the ice. The writers dutifully take their punishment, pervaded as they are by the overwhelming sense of guilt accrued from years of covering a sport they had never deigned to play. Shuddering, throbbing, fighting back tears of agony, the media contingent slowly pulls itself back up to its collective feet. Scared to say a word, they wait for further instructions from their "assignments," who have now become, at least in some sense of the word, their captors.

"I guess you can say now you've played The Game!", laughs the captain.

"Welcome to hockey, boys," adds the head coach.

The battle-scarred media, not knowing what to make of the situation, finds itself in polite applause, cutting the ponderous tension as only the waterfalls of golf claps can. They joke to one another, "some game, huh," "I guess now we really do know," "I hope our insurance will cover this!" They unlace their skates, their steel-bladed souvenirs of war, and throw them to the side for the equipment manager to round up and sharpen. In a way, one writer thinks to himself, you'd almost kind of want to take one home as a memory of what happened at the practice rink that fateful day. In another way, a way no one could have foreseen, the mere sight of an ice skate would mean a second mortgage to cover the therapy sessions. The writers trudge back to the dressing room to meet the players at their stalls for some soundbites. It seems, at the time, that the cloud of Never Having Played The Game has finally passed and given way to a sunshine of empathy and enlightenment. It seems.

"I took harder hits in junior!"

Footsteps cease. The din of friendly chatter turns to silence, which in turn gives way to anxious murmurs. The asswipe from the blog. Of course. Some people don't know when to let it go.

"Oh, you played junior?"

"You wanna talk about junior?"

"...well, it was USAHL. Or, well, a level below USAHL. I played."

He is lying.

The players are salivating like a ravenous pack of animals. This loudmouth. Shoves are exchanged. A defenseman is the proverbial Third Man In. Then comes a fourth, a fifth. The chirping blogger is quickly overtaken and thrown to the ground. Laces from the skates are used to bind his arms behind his back. A hand towel is fashioned into a blindfold. The players grab the writer, one at each end, and carry him out to the parking lot, where he is stuffed into the trunk.

"Oh, you want to talk about junior, you bitch? We'll show you what junior is all about."

The players drive for several miles, past the rink, into the suburbs, and into a nearby forest preserve. Turns are taken beating the man. Screams are heard before learned helplessness overtakes his pain, reducing him to the resigned silence of the condemned. He is stripped nude, as a mere matter of course. It's not long before critical areas of the man's epidermis are as pink as a Smithfield ham. Finally, the assault relents.

"Okay, okay. I never played the game," the man sobs. "I've never even covered hockey before. This was my first. This was. This was my first day."

The players knew this fact without his testimony, for no man who had ever Played The Game would have had the audacity displayed on the ice that afternoon. But they weren't through. If he hadn't played the game, and had no familiarity with hockey, then there was no better way to introduce the man to the game's unique culture than to supply him with a special treat.

"We're taking you to Timmy's," one of the players says.

"Who's Timmy?"

"Oh, for god's sake," mutters a player.

"And someone is waiting there for you," adds another, as a Cheshire Cat grin grows on his pockmarked, weathered face.

They drive to the local Tim Horton's, telling him that if this man were to continue to cover hockey, which in spite of the day's events he swore he wanted, there were certain procedures that had to take place. A procedure, the man would find out, that included none other than Dougie Gilmour, arguably the most rugged and Canadian of all rugged Canadians. But the blogger was aghast to discover how Mr. Gilmour would welcome him into the fraternity.

"...in...my mouth?"

"You have a better place in mind?" a player snickers.

"It's not exactly up to you," another player adds, owing to the eminently compromised position of the writer.

The car pulls up to the Tim Horton's. They enter through the back door, and the naked hog-tied blogger hopes that this will not prove to serve as a metaphor.

"On your knees!"

"Here's Dougie!"

The sounds, muffled as they may be by the ambient whirrs of donut-baking, are all too familiar to any post-pubescent male. The slapping. The heavy breathing. The hints of groans, barely held back. The endgame is inevitable, and the reality sets in. How will this man face his family at the end of this day, now night? How will he explain the late arrival, the sure-to-be-obvious limp? How will he undress for bed with these splotches and welts? How will he kiss his wife with a mouth that has unwillingly received another man's seed? even if that man was indeed the mighty spiritual leader of sports fans throughout Ontario?

"THIS IS FOR EVERYONE YOUR PEOPLE HAVE EVER WRONGED!", the man hears as the sounds of self-gratification escalate to the point where they can escalate no further. His jaw is held open to receive what he must receive.

It is there.

It is concussive in its release.

It is cloyingly vanilla.

"HAHA, WE GOT HIM, BOYS!", a player laughs. "Better give him the rest of a donut, too!" And so a plain donut is stuffed into his mouth. The blindfold is unfurled. Laughs are had. Hugs are shared. You see, the true initiation into the fraternity of hockey is simply to consume Tim Horton's donuts. The shenanigans beforehand were completely unnecessary, as they were for others before him, as they will be for those who follow. But hockey has its traditions, and we who have partaken in them know not to question them. I suppose it's obvious now.

"Now, my friend," he laughs with his arm around my shoulder, "now you can write whatever the hell you want about us."

"Now you've Played The Game."


#1987088 NBA Votes Against Sacramento Kings' Relocation To Seattle

Posted by the admiral on April 7, 2013 - 20:50

Well, let's break down:

Is there some billionaire who has been in talks to buy the team?
Seattle: maybe
Quebec: yes
Advantage: Quebec

Is there a world-class arena being built to house this team?
Seattle: hopefully in a while maybe
Quebec: yes
Advantage: Quebec

And will the team be the anchor tenant at this arena, which is imperative for sufficient revenue streams?
Seattle: no
Quebec: yes
Advantage: Quebec

In the meantime, is there a suitable place to play?
Seattle: we sort of have 75% of a suitable place to play
Quebec: it's old but it's still bigger than Winnipeg's barn
Advantage: Quebec

Would you happen to own your own RSN, a virtual necessity these days?
Seattle: maybe later
Quebec: yes
Advantage: Quebec

Can you say with certainty that the team will be a success there?
Seattle: Of course! As long as you don't make us suffer the growing pains of an expansion team, I mean I think we're a little too good for that, those hoser bastards will watch any old crap but we're Seattle
Quebec: bien sur!

Wait, did someone just speak :censored:ing French.
Seattle: Wasn't me.
Quebec: Hi didn't ear anyting.


QUEBEC LOSES BY FORFEIT

WINNER: SEATTLE BY A SCORE OF A MILLION TO NEGATIVE INFINITY


#1938201 Change one thing.

Posted by aci on January 12, 2013 - 17:54

End the era of white-vs-colour. As long as teams don't have similar looks or colours, it shouldn't be a problem. I'd love to see home and road jerseys be replaced with 'primary' and 'clash'.


#2014994 Toronto Raptors to get an overhaul? Maybe name change as well?

Posted by wildwing64 on May 21, 2013 - 14:11

Maybe they could change from the Raptors to...

*Sunglasses*

...the Toronto Saurus.


#2013814 2013 MLB Logo and Uniform Changes

Posted by Lee. on May 19, 2013 - 12:23

I like that Angles uniform

It's acute one, to be sure.


#1991400 UNC uniforms

Posted by Buc on April 14, 2013 - 14:09


For those unaware of where this "zero dark Thursday" thing came from, I'm fairly certain it's a play on "0dark:30", said as "zero dark thirty" (actually, its really only just O-dark thirty"). Anyway, that phrase is fairly standard military jargon to describe any time before sunrise.

Just thought I'dd add that piece into the equation.


Homie, O Dark Thirty is used to designate half past midnight


Homie...I spent fourteen years in the service. Don't even try to pull that mess with me.


#1988632 New Vikings Uniforms

Posted by the admiral on April 9, 2013 - 22:23

The slogan in the collar of the jersey is most likely designed so that it can change every year (even if the uniform design itself doesn't) which will "force" the hard core collector to buy a new one of his team's jerseys for each season just so he has every slogan.

The idea that it's a "tribute" or "inspiring" to the players is laughable at best. It's marketing. I'm not saying that it's a bad thing, just let's not think that it's for any noble reason.


I know every day when I put on a shirt, "Tumble Dry on Low" inspires me to greatness. It's kind of become a personal slogan for me and a tribute to me, the way it captures how I really wring people out and toss them around, but warmly and gently.


#2011834 Whats the greastest era ever?

Posted by infrared41 on May 15, 2013 - 14:39

The era before flacco5 signed up for an account here.


#2008919 What Grinds Your Gears...

Posted by Mockba on May 10, 2013 - 12:14

The Political Correctness craze is out of all control and it grinds my gears everyday.


The "PC Police" whine is a way for people to say "I want to be a jerk, and I'm sick of you trying to tell me I shouldn't be".


#2008852 Rite of Spring 2013 (NHL Playoffs): "You have no fear of the underdog, t...

Posted by McCarthy on May 10, 2013 - 09:19

I know this has been posted before, but I wanted to share a story involving this video



My roommate is not a hockey fan. When I watch Blue Jackets games he's either watching TV in his own room, or out of our apartment, or he surfs the web without paying much attention. Hard as I tried, I just couldn't get him to care. He could probably name 2 Blue Jackets players if I spotted him Bobrovsky. He's more of a college basketball guy, which is just fine because I don't really care about that either. So the other night I played this HNIC video for him (because I've watched it 30 times and it's honestly one of the best sports montages I've ever seen). Then game 4 of the Islanders-Penguins series came on and a funny thing happened - he watched it with me. He watched the entire game with me. It ended up being the perfect game to start someone on the NHL playoffs. Major underdog, high scoring, high energy in an old barn, lots of visible talent on both teams, it was a good game, and the right team won. Last night he comes in and suddenly has knowledge of every series. He's asking questions about the teams and we watched parts of Pittsburgh-NYI and Ottawa-Montreal. And now he's asking me when they release the Blue Jackets schedule for next season because he wants to buy a 6 game pack.

One montage made him more of a hockey fan than I could in a year and a half of living with him.


#2026510 Ramseyball Concepts and template-Maybe we could do a contest

Posted by rams80 on June 9, 2013 - 21:55

Hi! I have created a fun game called Ramseyball. It is entertaining and played between teams of however many players you wish to have. The equipment includes the Ramseyball, which is a Wilson volleyball with "Ramseyball" written on duct tape that is slapped over the Wilson logo, flags, and time fracture wickets. The game itself is played on some sort of comparatively clear area, but trees, bushes, rocks, and cliffs are acceptable. Stadiums will work as well if you can rent one. The rules are simple. How you play the game is to be made up as you go along (feel free to change the rules as you play depending on the zone you are in-but be aware that you will be penalized for breaking the rules depending on the whim of your opponent), but you cannot play the game in the same way twice. Singing is also a critical factor, and any song is permissible, although anything from Huey Lewis and the News' "Sports" album is discouraged. Scoring is allowed, but it's kind of like "Who's Line is it anyway" in that the points don't matter or may not even be rational numbers.

There is also a Ramseyball song that must be sung before every game.

"Other kids' games are all such a bore!
They've gotta have rules and they gotta keep score!
Ramseyball is better by far!
It's never the same! It's always bizarre!
You don't need a team or a referee!
You know that it's great, 'cause it's named after me!"
(Backup-Singing "Rumma Tum Tums")


Anyway, since this is the concepts forum, I feel like I should discuss uniforms. The Ramseyball uniforms are simple-teams only wear blindfold masks. These masks are not to be questioned as they are integral to the game.

Since I know many of you are enterprising designers, I felt I would provide a sample template for the Ramseyball uniforms, as well as an example of one.

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This is the uniform of the Chagrin Falls RedYellows
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Anyway, I have ideas for a league and I wondered what you would do with them. I feel teams could be located in a variety of places, and have suggested nicknames for some.

Places include:
San Francisco
Los Angeles
Chicago
Detroit
New York
Boston
Miami
Atlanta
Phoenix
Toronto
Cincinnati
St. Louis
Dallas
Houston
Seattle
Denver
Minneapolis
Washington
Schaumburg
Madison
Indianapolis
Fayetteville
Mississippi Piccaroons
Richmond Rebels
Aledo
Vermont Frost Heaves
"Wyoming"
Hyannis
Abbotsford
Carbondale
Olympia Torches
Havana
Akihabara
Nogales
Quincy
Bowling Green
Chickpea Junction
Moose Jaw
"Springfield" (traveling team)
Bartonville
Allentown
Mexicali
Virginia City
Tallequah
Beardstown
Timbuktu
Kandahar
East St. Louis
Roswell
"Southwest Missouri"
Churchill
Peoria

Please make all of these concepts. And enjoy. The best concept may get something. Or may not. Who knows.

P.S. This is for a school project.


#2011076 New Jaguars Uniforms

Posted by oldschoolvikings on May 14, 2013 - 08:21

I was a teenager when the Bengals helmet was released, so I remember a bit of the uproar, and I think it's wrong to compare it to the complaints that this pile of dung is getting. There are a number of big differences. First, in the early 80's, there was no interwebs, no message boards, and just barely any ESPN. The talk about the Bengals' striped helmet came from your local TV sports guy, who was trying to be funny in his little 5 minute segment... show a quick image, drop a "can you believe this?" type line, and move on to the hockey scores. Other than that, it was face to face conversations, which as we all know, are quite a bit different than on line postings. Second, at that time there wasn't even close to the creative explosion of ideas (for good or bad) we have now. Back then, almost every helmet was stripes on top, logo on the side. The Bengals' new design jumped out like nothing before. But today, we are seeing crazy new "innovations" all the time. College football as dropped dozens of stupid designs on us to the point it's a bit numbing... and still, this new Jags helmets stands out as truly horrible. That's quite a feat.