I'm gonna post Part 6 before Part 5 for no real reason at all.
Maybe it’s the fact that Toledo was once home to a harmonious population of Jews, Muslims, and Christians. Because no less than three Gods working together could account for the miracle I witnessed on the permanently-renaissance-fair-themed streets of Spain’s original capital.
How else can you explain a Phoenix Mercury Diana Taurasi jersey sighting?
One could argue that hipsters ruined oldschool NBA jerseys. I’d counter that even if it’s accompanied by tight jean shorts and a forearm tattoo of three owls and a slice of pizza, I’ll still enjoy a Kenny Anderson jersey any day of the week.
But nothing is rarer than seeing a WNBA jersey amongst the general public, which is neither ironic, nor post-ironic, or any other form of modern irony.