Bauxites, I'm just going to put something out there: I have a lot of jerseys. Some of them are things you'd expect, like my 1977 Jays road jersey, or my 1974 Braves jersey with the number 44 on the back. Some are glorious, like my 2005 Shea Hillenbrand All-Star jersey. Some of them are ironic, like my Houston Astros Technicolor Rainbow jersey, and some are just inexplicable, like my Tampa Bay Rays fauxback Wil Myers jersey. Why do I own that?
Guys, I own so many jerseys that when I had the opportunity to buy a stitch perfect reproduction of a 1968 Star Trek season three sciences tunic, I told myself that it was just another uniform and made total sense for me to buy.