You should never wear a baseball cap when working in close quarters in the attic: You never see that beam above you!
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I work in my attic, and the view is next door's chimney stack.
I probably would never be caught wearing a baseball cap. Hats are difficult to me because they tend to be too big for my head. They don't fit right, and I feel ridiculous.
When I look at myself, I'd like not to have hair on the top of the ceiling.
America brought us the baseball cap; it's one of my favorite hats.
I can wear a baseball cap; I am entitled to wear a baseball cap. I am genetically pre-disposed to wear a baseball cap, whereas most English people look wrong in a baseball cap.
I used to play in the subway. If everyone tossed in a quarter, at the end of the day it would add up. It shows you aren't invisible. And it's better than being ignored, or kicked in the head, or worse.
I've been taking batting practice in my barn where nobody can see me, so I may be better than anyone thinks.
I used to look like a deer in headlights on the red carpet. You step out of the car and it's bedlam. Everyone's got crazy eyes.
When I started in professional baseball, I had what you might call a rude awakening. See this scar right next to my left ear? That's where the pitcher hit me the very first time I came to bat as a pro. I was out cold for about 10 minutes.
My jersey hanging from the ceiling is going to be a symbol of the hard work of the people I played with.