My brother, Eric, like puns and bad jokes. For example: Why don't
oysters donate to charity? Because they're shellfish. Or after we
went to see Tom Hanks in "Road to Perdition"--he promptly renamed it
"Road to Prediction."
This is relevant because, at some point, many years ago, after some
forgotten regular season Vikings' choke job, Eric renamed the Vikings
the "Pecans." Why? Because:
"Pecans" kind of sounds like "vikings," at least if you use a Minnesota accent. When they inevitably play one of their lousy games, they're not Mighty Vikings, they're insignificant, easily-crunched nuts to be devoured by a better-prepared, harder-playing, more-focused, better-coached team. They drive their fans nuts by finding ridiculous new ways to lose.