If my brother had not been so stubborn, none of this would have happened. I told him to give back the cap but he was adamant that it had always been him. I had never seen him wear a cap before, he had never shown any inclination of supporting the Metz in his life. I didn’t even know if they were Baseball or Basketball.

Never have I ever seen a split so severe in my family. It was shaking the very foundations of what we believed was real and unreal. And to cap it all off, I hadn’t seen my little brother Ryan in six years.