A funny thing on my way home...

   So, it was Friday afternoon.  I had just gotten out of work, and was on my way home.  It was a typical San Francisco afternoon.  Sunny, warm with blue skies.  While walking I notice about a half of a block a head of me. The unmistakable sight of a Honolulu Blue Lions' jersey.  I thought to myself that the bandwagon will be full this year.  But as I got closer to the individual that was wearing the jersey.  I was very surprise to see the person in the jersey, as well as the jersey itself.

Well as I came upon the person.  I notice it was an obvious homeless person.  And, he was indeed, wearing a Detroit Lions authentic replica #11 Roy Williams jersey.  The jersey looked brand new.  Like it was just purchased and never worn before.  While the rest of this gentleman had the clear traits of homelessness.  Mangled, long dirty hair.  Unkempt beard.  Soiled and torn jeans.  His shoes were ripped and falling apart.  Yet here he sat in a, what I could only perceived as a brand new Roy Williams jersey. 

 

Well, I had some questions,  So I went up to a Subway that was located on the next block.  I bought a foot long sandwich, a large coke, a bag of chips. and a cookie.  I went back to the spot where the homeless man was sitting before.  Not surprising to me, he was still there.  So I offer the Subway meal that I purchased.  He gladly accepted my offerings.  And so I begun to ask him questions about the jersey he was wearing.  And this is what I found out.

 

A local church that provides the homeless with daily meals.  Also provides clothing once a month.  And it is on a basic first come first serve basis.  Now the church gets the clothing mostly through donations from good hearten people.  But they also get clothing from the area Goodwill stores they could not sell.  So on the day the church was handing out clothing.  Our homeless person named Frank, he was late getting to the church that day.  So all was left for him was two women's blouses, two undersized t-shirts, and the Roy Williams jersey.  He said he really did not want the jersey.  And if it were not for the fact that the shirt he was wearing now was not ripped.  He would have passed all together.  Frank went on to tell me that one of the worker at the church said the jersey came from a local Goodwill store.  That is why the condition of the jersey looked brand new.  Goodwill sends all of the clothing out to be dry-cleaned.  I asked Frank "Why did you not want the jersey?"  And he said without any hesitation that "Roy Williams sucks balls."  I was laughing pretty hard at that.  Give Frank a few bucks.  And continued on my way home.

 

So basically this jersey was sitting in a Lions' fans closet somewhere.  That person decided to donate it to his/hers local Goodwill store.  Where it sat for months without any takers.  Then shipped off to the church.  Where again it sat as people in dire need of clothing, decided on other things.  Until it finally found its way to Frank.  A homeless person that will probably exchange the jersey for a different shirt in a month or two.

 

Roy, if you are out there, and you are reading this.  Just remember.  Even the homeless population of San Francisco thinks you SUCK.

 

All of this took place a few weeks ago.  But I wanted to wait until the week of the Bears game to post it.