So this hat’s got James on it — y’know, the guy who used to scream “Eat ‘Em Up, Tigers!” outside the ballpark for 20 years. He wasn’t on payroll or anything. He just… showed up. Every day. Yelled. Left. Came back.
And somehow, that guy became the soul of the city. So now he’s on a hat.
It says “Eat Em Up” — because of course it does. What else would it say?
You want a mascot? Go buy a bobblehead.
You want Detroit? Put James on your head.
