Since I buzzed my hair last week, the sized Red Sox hat I got for Christmas no longer fits correctly. I look more like a six year old with his first t-ball cap pulled down over his ears than an almost 34-year-old sporting a well fitted cap. (Somewhere in there is a lesson about hopping on sports bandwagons.) I wanted to go to the gift shop at Fenway to look at another hat while we were in Boston, but we didn’t have enough time to pop in. Since our trip, I’ve had my eye on the red-topped hats the Sox wore back in the 70s. However, with the Royals’ amazing run since Buddy Bell was hired, perhaps I should don my KC Monarchs hat again and look into getting a new Royals hat during our trip back to KC next month.