In yet another milestone in the giddy march to the start of the season, yesterday I went out and bought a new game hat. I think most regular game attendees like to have a good, reliable game hat to wear, even the ones who don't like to get all 'Metted out' (player jersey, hat, fandini, zoobaz pants…). The black fitted hat I wore to the 2000 playoffs, the Bobby J. Jones Game, is a little small for my head, leaving me wondering how my head could have grown in the last six years. (I know what you're thinking, and no, that's not it.)
Last year, lacking proper headgear, I went to most games in my trusty New York Baseball Giants cap, which I love but isn't a game hat candidate, for obvious reasons. I've also got one of those Mr. Met caps, but I don't see that as a good regular game hat; an okay alternate, maybe, but not the gamer. What I wanted was a simple, casual, fan's hat, not necessarily something official and "authentic," so I went to Sports Authority and picked up an adjustable blue cap with orange NY logo. In fact, this is it:
Why am I going on an on about a stupid baseball cap? I'm excited for the season, for one thing, and buying the game hat is like suiting up for opening day. Also I have a sneaking suspicion that baseball fans of any stripe – even pinstripes – have special relationships to their favorite caps, the ones they break out for trips to the ballpark. And now, since thanks to Faith and Fear and James Wolcott we're starting to get some readers up in this piece, I thought we could use the comments to share some favorite game hat memories: the one you had for 20 years and wouldn't throw out until it disintegrated, the one you lost moving, the one you thought was turned into bad luck so you burned it, whatever. Post your game hat memories.