During every trip that I make for the Press, I buy my oldest son a hat representing one of the local sports teams.  After a quick fitting, the hats typically reside in a line at the foot of his bed next to the older Cubs and Illini caps that have fallen out of favor. Yesterday, a new hat made an appearance outside of his bedroom.  The New York Giants! I may never see that hat again, but for four hours last night it made me smile.