That reminds me of a mildly funny story. When I was in college at Cornell, the Moog synthesizer company was just up the road in Trumansburg. A lot of their employees liked to play rugby, drink and generally be a nuisance (not necessarily in that order) on Saturday afternoons. They recruited many of their cheerleaders from Cornell, and the number one qulification for being a cheerleader was bust size (okay, number two). Realizing that they were going to have a group of young, busty coeds bouncing on the sidelines, they named their team the "Nads"ris said:wrexham football club, up in north wales - their terrace chant is 'fluffy sheep fluffy sheep we love fluffy sheep'