I am a huge fan of your hat, not so much your team …don’t take it personally though, cause I don’t care much for sports yet I still wore your hat every day, with pride..plus I have big boobs.

Anyway, I am writing, with regret, to inform you that someone stole my hat when I left it at the beach…when  I was drunk. It has been months or something, and I still have not gotten over the grieving process.

Also, I cannot really replace this hat very well because it belonged to my friend Dolly, his real name is Lalo, and he is your #1 fan (trust me on that one)…anyway, Dolly gave the hat to me a few years ago, so it holds some serious sentimental (mostly mental) value. If you met him I know you would love him. One time, he got so drunk, he accidentally drove backwards down the Embarcadero and when the cops pulled him over and breathalyzed him, he was at the legally dead limit. Drunkest this county has ever seen. Anyway, he used that in his defense in court, after all how can a dead guy get a DUI and he got off of the charges, no joke, the lawyer who repped him is like a superstar now.

Back to point of this post… I know whoever stole it is probably wearing it to all of your games and so you should be on the lookout for a typical bastard wearing a hat that has a little tear on the brim thing and smells kinda like authentic meatballs (he is Italian, trust me). If you spot the creep, please email me. I love you, well, not really you, but the hat..anyway, thanks.

Here is a photo of me in said hat for your reference:

and this is when I got married in Vegas to a Mexican…

I used to smoke quite a bit as well…

and this was the 1st day that the Pig and Whistle got Stella on tap

xoxo

CG