As with all activities there are times that nicknames are given. They can come from mannerisms, looks, likes, dislikes, whatever. One story I recall is how Bacon got his name. He came to the field with bacon to eat and shared, hence his nickname Bacon. Then there is "W" (which needs to be said with a southern drawl). He does great impersonations of George W. Bush. When I first started playing airsoft the guys at War Den would call me Airsoft Mom. It was a nice greeting to hear "Hey, Airsoft Mom is here!" after hiking up the hill from the parking lot. Of course, I was trying desparately to catch my breath, put a smile on my face, and not let on how much that hill just kicked my butt! After a while it became Den Mom, which I like because it is more personal to that field.
Name patches are an accessory that I have seen a lot. I figure since I have a nickname, it is time for a patch. Don't be fooled...my bite is worse than my bark!
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