If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?

If I started a sports team, the colors would be Traffic Cone Orange and Biohazard Slime Green. Why? Because I want our opponents to feel like they’re trapped in a construction zone during a toxic spill. Nothing says “intimidation” like looking radioactive while glowing brighter than bad decisions at 3 a.m.
Our mascot? Sir Clucksworth, the Chicken Extraordinaire. Picture this: a chicken in a tuxedo and top hat, wobbling on a unicycle. He’s not just a mascot; he’s a life coach. Before every game, Sir Clucksworth delivers motivational speeches like, “Bawk bawk… DOMINATE! Bawk bawk… LEAVE NO CRUMB! Bawk bawk… FLIP THE GAME LIKE A PANCAKE!” Then he dramatically tosses a flapjack into the air before faceplanting off the unicycle, just for good luck.
And the team name? The Fighting Flapjacks. Because we don’t just play to win; we play to make a sticky mess. Pancakes are no joke—they’re soft, yet deadly. Ever tried cleaning syrup off your hands? That’s the energy we bring to the field: relentless, annoying, and impossible to forget.
Our cheer squad? The Maple Maniacs. They chant, “Pour it on! Pour it on!” while throwing tiny bottles of syrup into the crowd. If you’re not laughing and slightly terrified by the end of the game, we haven’t done our job.