I have been asked many times where I got the nickname or handle
of "the Battle Cat". "Are you Cringer?" Ja, well
I do cringe a lot while listening to politically correct
speeches, but naw, it doesn't have anything to do with the He-Man
or the Masters of the Universe. Another common question is, "Why
does it have 'the' in front of it?"
Wellllll... A long long time ago in a job far far away I had these
3 buddies and we got to playing table top football in the lunch room
during the morning break at work. You have probably played table
top football in school by folding up a piece of binder paper into
a triangle and flicking it with your finger to your opponent at the
opposite end of a table or a desk who flicked it back. If a corner
of the paper football hung over the edge of the table you got a touchdown.
You could go for a kick then and the guy had to hold his fingers
up like a goalpost and you had to kick it between his fingers. Remember
Well, there was a pogie bait machine in... a pogie bait machine...
what? You know, a candy machine in the break room that had
these little candy boxes that were 2 5/8" X 1 3/4" X 1/2" and
make great table top footballs. We were sitting around spreading
rumors one day and we got to kicking one of those little boxes around
on the table and started reminiscing how much fun table top football
was and got to playing a game or two.
Well we got way into it. Way too way into it. We would meet every
morning and afternoon all fired up and ready to kick some butt. We
all played at the same time on the same table with two footballs
on the table whizzing by and crashing into each other. We would
get to shouting and cheering and a couple of times the table got
knocked over. I was 46 years old, why do you ask?? Many times we
would be nose to nose, the tension high as each play lived and died
on the table top.
Each of us had several "battle boxes" as we called them,
those little candy boxes we used for footballs. We took to decorating
them with drawings and giving each of them names. Some were winners
and some were losers and we figured out why in long sessions of heated
scientific shop talk. We each had our champion battle box, mine was
the Battle Cat, named after the battle box itself. It had a scrappy
old bloodied alley cat drawn on it with ball point pen and highlighter.
The Battle Cat not only took me to the "World Wide Interplanetary
Championship Table Top Football Hall of Fame" it took me over
the top and into 1st place.
When I started kicking around the Internet and needed a handle,
I immediately thought of the champion battle box, the scrappy Battle
Cat and took the mind set that I was not actually the Battle Cat,
but I was speaking for the battle box called the Battle Cat,
hence, "the Battle Cat" instead of "Battle Cat" when
I signed my name. I still have the Battle Cat and the other battle
boxes and have scanned them in and converted them to JPEGs. So, put
your feet up and take a gander at some really stupid artwork.
IMPORTANT - To best view these
on the "*" link beneath
the battle box link to view the battle boxes.