Going into an opponent’s arena and rooting for the visiting team is a dangerous proposition. It can get you mercilessly harassed, mocked, or teased. It can get you killed.
One time, some angry Philadelphians threw a soda at my head and cursed me out. That’s what I get for wearing an Orioles jersey to Veterans Stadium. I should have known better, but I guess I wrongly assumed that a meaningless interleague game wouldn’t have fans quite so on edge.
On Saturday night, one very young, very cute Washington Capitals fan was unafraid. The wrath of cranky fans at Air Canada Centre meant nothing to him. He was brazen in his love for the Caps.