I had picked up the Tim Lincecum T-shirt a few days ago at Target, and I also had my cool, non-authentic pinstriped black Giants jersey to wear. But my Giants cap, 11 years old and battered, wasn’t going to cut it.
So on my way to work this morning I diverted to a sporting goods store in hopes of buying an authentic Giants fitted cap with the 2010 World Series logo on the side. I had spotted such at the same store a few days ago but declined to fork over $40 plus tax.
As expected, none of the authentic caps were left in adult sizes. So I had to pick from among a few other options. The National League Champions hat was nice, but it didn’t go far enough — The Giants won the Series, after all.
That left me with a choice between a not-quite-orange World Series commemorative cap and the one depicted above in a more relaxed style but in proper orange and black livery. It’s only the second “World Champions” hat in my collection, the other being a 1996 Yankees cap given to me by one of my brothers.
I wore the new cap with pride today. And it kept my hair out of the grill as I roasted hot dogs for my co-workers.
You have to love a job that celebrates the World Series.