Here in The Big Easy its 1 am and for my late midnight snack I've been musing on something thing...
NEVER Under estimate the power of a Boston Red Sox Hat.
Since I've purchased a Sox hat September of 2005. I've gotten Go Sox from a lot of strangers even, when I was in Australia, half way around the world, people would go by me on the street and say "Go Sox!" or "How about them Sox?!" This has not been more apparent to me then on this road trip. Everywhere I go Sox fans turn up. Sometimes even starting a conversation with me. When I was in Savanna I saw a man with a Red Sox shirt on all I did was Nod and he nodded and smiled back. We did not even say anything, but we both knew what we were thinking...Go Sox!
Another time I was at a CVS in Hilton Head Island and the clerk there asked if I was from Boston, because of my hat. I told him I went to school there and he said he did as well. He asked where, I said BU and he shook my hand, while saying he just transfered out and welcomed me to Hilton Head Island.
The most recent being tonight. Alie and I had stopped at a bar, where a live band was playing Jazz music. When the band took a break this nice guy approached our table and asked if we were from the Boston Area, I told him the same thing as I did the CVS clerk and a conversation started, shortly afterwards he showed me the front of his backwards cap, which read "Boston Red Sox 2004 World Champions."
These three acquaintances, would have just passed me by if I did not ware my Red Sox hat instead we became passing friends, etched in each of our memories if only for a short time or longer and I think thats pretty cool. Because its all due to a simple red and white B on a blue background.
Go Sox!
