Regular visitors to this little dance party might recall when I mentioned that my rain hat is a Detroit Tigers cap.
That was before the start of the baseball season. At that time I noted my concern that wearing this hat might invite strangers to speculate that I was one of those frontrunners who jump on the bandwagon of winning teams. The Tigers, as you may recall, were predicted by some to roar through the season and possibly go to the World Series.
Well, it's raining. And I'm about to go out. I will, of course, wear my Tigers cap.
But inasmuch as Detroit just lost three straight games to the Seattle Mariners, something tells me I need not worry that anyone is going to assume I am gloating or attempting to bask in reflected glory.