I almost forgot about the shirt! At one point in the game everyone was standing for — as it turned out — that thing where people associated with the team stand on the dugouts and throw tightly wrapped t-shirts into the crowd. We were just standing, talking or some such activity, when one of those bad boys came rocketing at us, so being the Ninja-like cat that I am, I reached out and snagged it, and promptly gave it to Stephanie Crane who expressed satisfaction at the outcome. You’ll see the shirt in a second, but I want to say a couple things about it: First, it is admittedly a shirt promoting the White Sox’ AL Central rivals, but let’s be realistic: How big a rival are they really? No offense, Drew Carey, but the Tribe (can I say that?) is starting to resemble a more competent Royals team. They usually start strong, but at some point realize who they are and fade into third place. It is what it is. Second, the shirt has a very cool, classic design, with only a small logo of some bank on the sleeve, and far more importantly, without the stupid grinning red-faced Indians logo that should really embarrass all Clevelanders. I mean, that thing is bad.
Anyway, here’s the shirt, with a view of our room’s office space thrown in for good measure: