For Christmas this past year, I asked for a Hartford Whalers hat. I've been a Whalers fan for much of my life. They are the very first professional sports team I ever truly loved. I cried when they moved to Carolina and ceased to exist.
I was so specific that I got two of the exact same hat from different people. I didn't think that would happen.
Initially I was going to use the duplicate hat to see about swapping for another from the maker, 47 Brand. But I couldn't decide what I wanted. I thought I would like a second Whalers hat. I found four different ones on 47brand.com and put it to a vote on Instagram.
The votes weren't entirely conclusive and I suddenly wasn't sure I still wanted another Whalers hat. Why? Because I like to dedicate myself to a single hat from a team. I will wear it to death.
In light of my indecision, the extra hat sat.
This past Saturday, though, Nathan looked at me in my hat and said, "I wish I could have your hat, Dad. I really love it."
So I looked at Katie, we nodded in agreement, and I took the extra hat and gave it to Nathan. Now I have a pint-size Pucky fan and I'm damn proud!
And he swings a mean tennis racket!