need an Irish battle name

[Sawney Bean]

And where did the Hebridean Scots come from?

The Hebrides. The MacDonnells were seen by the Elizabethan authorities, and the local Irish such as the MacQuillans whom they dispossessed, as Scottish interlopers, not a native Irish Clan. Depends how bothered you can take this back I guess.

[KD Burke]

In the spirit of the group, I'd suggest something....different

Say, take some inspiration from Johnny Cash (A Boy Named Sue), Joss Whedon (Jayne Cobb) and my former neighbor ( the guy who named a Basset Hound "Fang" and called a much beloved Pot-bellied Pig "Bacon").

I bet an Irish warrior named "Molly" would have to be pretty fierce!

[Rawlinson]

I bet an Irish warrior named "Molly" would have to be pretty fierce!

There's already a guy named "Fifi." Not sure how well that works out for him... I'll have to make a point to ask.


I think I've narrowed my list to two that I like the both the sounds and histories of:

Cúchulainn
Irish, good fighter, honorable character, and I figure the whole coming back to help convert King Lóegaire is enough of a link to Christianity (unless Wikipedia lied).

--or--

Samson
Not Irish, but Samson was pretty much the Rambo of the Bible, and I have the excessively long hair going for me. I just need to start lifting again...

[beloitpiper]

I'm tellin' ya, man--Cúchulainn.

Maybe this description of the Warp Spasm will convince you:
His shanks and his joints, every knuckle and angle and organ from head to foot shook like a tree in the flood or a reed in the stream. His body made a furious twist inside his skin so that his feet and shins and knees switched to the rear and his heels and calves switched to the front.

The balled sinews of his calves switched to the front of his shins, each big knot the size of a warrior's bunched fist. On his head the temple-sinews stretched to the nape of his neck, each mighty, immense, measureless knob as big as the head of a month-old child.

His face and features became a red bowl; he sucked one eye so deep into his head that a wild crane could not probe it onto his cheek out of the depths of his skull; the other eye fell out along his cheek.

His mouth weirdly distorted: his cheek peeled back from his jaws until the gullet appeared; his lungs and liver flapped in his mouth and throat; his lower jaw struck the upper a lion-killing blow, and fiery flakes large as a ram's fleece reached his mouth from his throat.

His heart boomed loud in his breast like the baying of a watch-dog at its feed or the sound of a lion among bears. Malignant mists and spurts of fire flickered red in the vaporous clouds that rose boiling above his head, so fierce was his fury.

The hero-halo rose out of his brow, long and broad as a warrior's whetstone, long as a snout, and he went mad rattling his shields, urging on his charioteer and harassing the hosts.

Then, tall and thick, steady and strong, high as the mast of a noble ship, rose up from the dead center of his skull a straight spout of black blood, darkly and magically smoking.

In that style, then, he drove out to find his enemies
and did his thunder-feat
and killed a hundred,
then two hundred,
then three hundred,
then four hundred,
then five hundred...

If that's not a warrior, I don't know what is.

[Rawlinson]

Not that I'm doubting Cúchulainn's ferocity or efficacy in battle, it's just that Judges 13:16 paints Samson as quite the Herculean warrior and liberator/leader of Israel:

(King James Version)

Young Samson gets attacked by a lion:

5 Then went Samson down, and his father and his mother, to Timnath, and came to the vineyards of Timnath: and, behold, a young lion roared against him.

6 And the Spirit of the LORD came mightily upon him, and he rent him as he would have rent a kid [as in a goat, before anyone suggests otherwise], and he had nothing in his hand: but he told not his father or his mother what he had done.

Samson loses a bet because the other guys cheat:

19 And the Spirit of the LORD came upon him, and he went down to Ashkelon, and slew thirty men of them, and took their spoil, and gave change of garments unto them which expounded the riddle. And his anger was kindled, and he went up to his father's house.

Samson in reaction to his wife being given to another man due to a misunderstanding:

3 And Samson said concerning them, Now shall I be more blameless than the Philistines, though I do them a displeasure.

4 And Samson went and caught three hundred foxes, and took firebrands, and turned tail to tail, and put a firebrand in the midst between two tails.

5 And when he had set the brands on fire, he let them go into the standing corn of the Philistines, and burnt up both the shocks, and also the standing corn, with the vineyards and olives.

Samson kills the Philistines that killed his wife:

7 And Samson said unto them, Though ye have done this, yet will I be avenged of you, and after that I will cease.

8 And he smote them hip and thigh with a great slaughter: and he went down and dwelt in the top of the rock Etam.

Samson allows himself to be bound and handed over to the Philistines, kills one thousand of them with a jawbone, then makes a humorous poem about it (it doesn't rhyme in the King James Version, but it does in others):

12 And they said unto him, We are come down to bind thee, that we may deliver thee into the hand of the Philistines. And Samson said unto them, Swear unto me, that ye will not fall upon me yourselves.

13 And they spake unto him, saying, No; but we will bind thee fast, and deliver thee into their hand: but surely we will not kill thee. And they bound him with two new cords, and brought him up from the rock.

14 And when he came unto Lehi, the Philistines shouted against him: and the Spirit of the LORD came mightily upon him, and the cords that were upon his arms became as flax that was burnt with fire, and his bands loosed from off his hands.

15 And he found a new jawbone of an ***, and put forth his hand, and took it, and slew a thousand men therewith.

16 And Samson said, With the jawbone of an ***, heaps upon heaps, with the jaw of an *** have I slain a thousand men.

Samson dies and does more than chop off the bad guy's arm:

26 And Samson said unto the lad that held him by the hand, Suffer me that I may feel the pillars whereupon the house standeth, that I may lean upon them.

27 Now the house was full of men and women; and all the lords of the Philistines were there; and there were upon the roof about three thousand men and women, that beheld while Samson made sport.

28 And Samson called unto the LORD, and said, O Lord God, remember me, I pray thee, and strengthen me, I pray thee, only this once, O God, that I may be at once avenged of the Philistines for my two eyes.

29 And Samson took hold of the two middle pillars upon which the house stood, and on which it was borne up, of the one with his right hand, and of the other with his left.

30 And Samson said, Let me die with the Philistines. And he bowed himself with all his might; and the house fell upon the lords, and upon all the people that were therein. So the dead which he slew at his death were more than they which he slew in his life.

AND he doesn't even have to look disfigured... except in the last one, since his eyes were gouged out... there're some other feats of strength and killing Philistines and such, but I got lazy... it's almost 5am and I have yet to go to sleep: read Judges 13-16 if you want the full story.

[Detroitpete]

Knew a guy in the Navy named Sean O'Malley. He liked to fight just a bit more than he liked to drink--tough as a pine knot.

Ergo,

Toughest Irish battle name to me would be Sean O'Malley

I'm STILL afraid I might run into him in a pub somewhere.

[Sawney Bean]

Wasn't he in Disney's 'Aristocats'?

[Inchessi]

You Can't have my name!

Belly Dunlap O'Verbelt

[Detroitpete]

You Can't have my name!

Belly Dunlap O'Verbelt

Oy, SEAN! I HOPE you're not the SAME Sean I knew at Rodman in Panama!!!! If you are--well, you were partially right--YES some women do consider that scar you gave me "attractive"

[jdriskill3]

Battle of Boyne 1690.