Johan Franzen must be a very angry man.
"The Mule" has got to be quite possibly the most unfortunate nickname in the history of sports.
Reports indicate that his teammates tagged him with the moniker due to his size and it just stuck, despite his protests.
My best friend growing up was in a similar dilemma. Rather than "The Mule," I was fortunate to be around his grandfather's house one day when grandpa called him "Weasel Peter."
The quickest way to tick that dude off was to call him that. Weasel Peter. It was very similar to waving a red flag in front of a bull.
Franzen must feel the same way. If I were him doing a press conference or any type of media interview, the first words out of my mouth would be, "Dude! Don't call me Mule!"
However, the very last thing I think we should want to do right now is antagonize a dude who (if he plays) could be the special weapon in Detroit's stacked arsenal that could make the difference.
As such, I propose that we change the nickname of Johan "The Mule" Franzen to Johan "The Icepick" Franzen.
For Pete's sake, a mule is a JACKASS!
The Icepick just sounds way cooler.