Knee-land or Neigh-land, How Do You Pronounce It?
Then-Major Robert Neyland interviewed by CBS Radio's Ted "Mile A Minute" Husing at the 1939 Orange Bowl. In 1939 it was pronounced Neigh-land.
It was
2011, along about the fourth quarter of Tennessee’s game with the University of
Cincinnati, when this text message came in to my phone:
“OK
…is it Nee-land or Nay-land stadium? Just heard two commentators discussing
it.”
The
message was from Jo Zimmerman who was watching the game at home on TV.
When
I got home, I checked the game film and sure enough ESPN announcers Mike
Patrick and Craig James were debating the pronunciation of UT’s Stadium and the
nearby Drive. Patrick laughingly suggested that perhaps someone should write a
master’s thesis on the pronunciation.
Uh,
no need.
When
I told Jo the proper pronunciation and that I had answered the question in a
column several years earlier, she suggested perhaps it was time to update the
column.
I
looked it up and I guess it is time to update. It was in 2004 that I addressed
the question of how to pronounce the late football coach’s name, and by
extension, the stadium and the drive named for him.
When
I was at UT in the early seventies, it was always Nay-land Stadium and Nay-land
Drive and General Nay-land. But when I moved back in Kingsport in 2002, it was
no longer Neigh-land. It was Knee-land.
What
happened?
Carol
Francisco once told me she had a relative who played football for the General
and that he was known then as Nay-land.
Where
did the controversy come from?
As
it turns out, the coach himself.
To
get to the bottom of the controversy back in ‘04, I called the general’s son
Bob in Nashville. (Bob died earlier this week at age 93.) Bob lived and worked in Kingsport for 14 years, from 1975 to
1989, serving as a Clerk and Master in the Kingsport office of Sullivan County
Chancery Court.
“The
family has always pronounced it Knee-land,” Bob told me.
So
how where did Nay-land come from? “My dad wasn’t interested, like so many
coaches today, in p.r. It was a different time. He never bothered to correct
people.”
So,
according to the coach’s son, when General Neyland began his tenure as UT
football coach in 1926 and people called him Nay-land, he just let it go. And
it stuck. For years and years.
How
did it get shifted back to the original pronunciation?
Bob
said that goes back to when long-time Voice of the Vols John Ward was a
fledgling sportscaster. He supposedly asked General Neyland, then the athletic
director, how to pronounce his last name. The General told him that where he
came from, Texas, it was Knee-land. So when Ward landed the coveted UT football
job in 1968, that’s how he said it.
But
that didn’t sit well with two generations of UT fans who were used to hearing
it pronounced Nay-land.
Bob Jr.
said that after protests from countless UT fans, Ward came up with his own
solution to the pronunciation problem. The Vols played in Knee-land Stadium and
to get there, you took Nay-land Drive.
In
that same 2011 column I also quoted from a Newsweek story about
Apple computer co-founder Steve Jobs and his genius. Among the nuggets in the
article was Jobs’ formula for success, which Newsweek called the Ten
Commandments of Steve. His commandments live up to his sixth mandate: Simplify.
Here
are his Ten Commandments:
1.
Go for perfect.
2.
Tap the experts.
3.
Be ruthless.
4.
Shun focus groups.
5.
Never stop studying.
6. Simplify.
7. Keep
your secrets secret.
8. Keep
teams small.
9. Use
more carrot than stick.
10. Prototype
to the extreme.
I
was particularly interested in Jobs’ life secrets because I’m a collector of
pearls of wisdom from the mouths of geniuses. Not that they’ve helped me much.
One
of my favorite formulas (Latin teacher/legend Miss Grace Elmore would insist: formulae)
for success comes from oil tycoon J. Paul Getty, who gives this pithy advice in
his autobiography “How to Be Rich:”
“Get
up early. Work hard. Find oil.”
For
advice on health, I’ve always liked what my Louisville doctor Steve Wheeler
always told me: “The best thing you can do for your health is pick the right
parents.”
As
for personal associations, I try to follow the advice of that great philosopher
Groucho Marx, who, according to his autobiography, “Groucho and Me,” sent the
following telegram to the Friar's Club of Beverly Hills, where he was a member:
“Please
accept my resignation. I don't want to belong to any club that will accept
people like me as a member.”
John
Lennon offered a wry observation about the vagaries of life in his song
“Beautiful Boy:”
“Life
is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.”
Apparently
Lennon didn’t come up with that line. He got it from – believe this or not – Readers
Digest. In 1957 the magazine attributed the quote to Allen Saunders, who
wrote the comic strip “Mary Worth.” (New York Post Broadway columnist
Earl Wilson recycled it in a 1963 column.)
And
when it comes to wry observations Jerry Seinfeld is a master:
“It's
amazing that the amount of news that happens in the world every day always just
exactly fits the newspaper.”
Whenever
I think someone has misjudged me – or any of my friends – I recall the
assessment of a studio executive, after watching a screen test of Fred Astaire:
“Can't
sing. Can't act. Balding. Dances a little.”
And
when I hear someone praise a person for a performance, job or otherwise, I
think about all the supporting folks who never get the credit they deserve.
Like Fred Astaire’s longtime dance partner Ginger Rogers.
It
was always Fred and Ginger this and Fred and Ginger that, never Ginger and
Fred.
And
I think about a line I saw in the comic strip “Frank and Ernest” many, many
years ago:
“Remember,
Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but backwards and in high
heels.”
Another
favorite pearl of wisdom comes from Will Rogers (the actor/newspaper columnist/humorist
not the Mississippi State quarterback):
“The
difference between death and taxes is that death doesn't get worse every time
Congress meets.”
And finally
this nugget from my son’s high school basketball coach Jeff Griffin:
“The
best places to coach are at an orphanage or in prison. At an orphanage there
are no parents. At a prison there are no alums.”
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