Who Knew Middle School Sports Could Be So Complicated?
My cousin’s kid is playing baseball against a rival school. It’s the final game of the year, so I came to support him.
Cousin: “Here. I got you some food.”
She hands me a hot dog, but it’s wrapped up in flatbread instead of in a bun.
Me: “Is this… garlic naan?”
Cousin: “Yeah, it’s traditional. ‘Cause of the mascot.”
Me: “Huh? I thought the mascot was just a tiger.”
Cousin: “It is now, but… for a long time, before anyone worried about that kind of thing, the mascot was the Indian Chief. Some kid would wear a fake war bonnet and dance around with a bow and arrow and all that. Then, one day, someone from [Native American Tribe] pointed out that this was kind of offensive, and also all the traditions were wrong, so we stopped.”
Me: “So, is the bread just a pun?”
Cousin: “No, that came after. They had a big meeting about the new mascot, and they’d already made this big display where the cheerleaders would carry around giant letters that spelled out ‘INDIAN CHIEF’. So, in this meeting, the owner of the local curry takeout place said, ‘I’ve got the solution: my restaurant sponsors your team, and all you need to do is throw away the I in “chief”.’”
Me: “So… why the tigers?”
Cousin: “The [County] school board got upset because people were more excited about the food than the game. So, the restaurant owner said, ‘To heck with it; let’s do tiger habitat awareness instead.’”