It was a case of mistaken identity. Couldn't have been anythign else. IT was humiliating and a little exciting all at once. An Orioles fan--one of the handful of faithful that sat and screamed...and drank in Yankee Stadium--looked back at me, after I looked and grinned at him dressed in full-on orange Orioles regalia, and said, kindly, "yeah, go ahead, smerk it up, buddy".
This gentlemen had mistaken me, of all people, for a Yankees fan. It could have been that I was in Yankee Stadium. And yes, I was dressed in a Yankees shirt. That one night, if I'd've had the navy pinstripes, I'd've worn them. For one night only, I was a Yankees fan.
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