Look, it’s no secret that the specialty uniforms don’t do anything for me. But hey, money must be made somehow, right? But this year’s Father’s Day caps are a particular brand of awful. They are some sort of tie-dyed blue and just purely heinous.
Speaking as a father myself, I am deeply offended. How could anyone think this is the best way to honor me and all that I do? Congratulations on taking time out to raise a family, to show our appreciation, here’s some pukey robins egg monstrosity.
Slap in the face. And an avoidable one.
You know what dads like? Tradition. Not seeing the team they grew up with looking like a bunch of clowns out there. Leaving things alone.
Hate to see stuff like this.