Making New Friends

Monday morning.  York, Maine.  Day after a Sox - Yankees game.

I'm coming out of a store wearing my Red Sox shirt.  Old Guy (probably 70) wearing high end golf clothes sees my shirt as he's walking in.

Old Guy:  Who won the game last night?

Me:  Sox won 3 - 2 in the 10th.

Old Guy: GodDAMMIT!

Me:  Sorry to break your heart.


Relax, Old Guy.  It's early August.  Both teams are making the playoffs.