One of the upsides of having a child is the right to name him/her whatever the hell you damn please. Saddling them with a name of life can be tricky, however, and for any number of reasons, whether you opt for a trendy name (meaning your daughter is just one of 170 Kirstens at her high school), a family name (like Mordecai, or Walter, or something old-timey), or some complete made-up bullshit that's not even acceptable if you're Gwenyth Paltrow (Stardust, or Apple, for example.)
And then there's the tribute name, which is problematic in scenarios where the person you were honoring by passing on their name to your progeny suffers a fall from grace, leaving your kid to deal with the life-long stain of someone they never met. Like, for instance, Jim Tressel.
Deadspin talked to Andy Tomcho, a native Clevelander who now lives in Chicago, about his decision to name his son Tressel, after the now fallen Ohio State Vest.
Is this something you had to actively talk your wife into? Your mother? Your mother-in-law? Did any friends/family balk at it? Tell me a bit about the negotiation process.
Well, it started out as a joke with some friends of ours. They were going to name their son Eddie George Hickey, and we were going to name ours Tressel Andrew Tomcho. Since I live in Chicago now, most people didn't really understand the name, but the more we joked about it, the more people thought it was a cool and unique name. My family all back in Ohio thought I was kidding/crazy. Eventually the name stuck, it grew on my wife, and we decided, why not? Now we know why. Oh, and our friends didn't name their son Eddie George; however, that might have been a better name in hindsight.
Was Maurice Clarett Tomcho ever under consideration?
No, but there was some mention of Carmen Ohio Tomcho if it was a girl.
Are you regretting the name, or considering changing it?
No name change. We'll just shorten it for a while to T or Tre.