Me, circa 1985
While I'll always be a Royals fan, it's been fun the past few years to cheer on the Texas Rangers as they play in their second back-to-back World Series.
My husband and I have been fortunate to go to most of the games during the postseason. Clearly, we don't fool anyone in our faux Rangers gear so I spent last Saturday afternoon on a quest to find a Nelson Cruz jersey. I've never been a jersey wearer, but for some reason (maybe it was the grand slam walk off I witnessed), I really want to represent #17. Apparently, so does everyone else in Dallas. They were sold out everywhere. Boomstick, baby!
Sans jersey and too stubborn for a regular Rangers shirt, my most recent spirit gear consisted of these bracelets and bangles my sweet friend Molly gave me for my birthday.
I'm still on the lookout for a Cruz jersey (or t-shirt), so if you spot one, let me know. Go Rangers!