My children traveled to Buenos Aires without me for a couple of weeks, years ago, when the little ones were still in elementary school. Before embarking, they asked me for a travel gift suggestion.
I am a casual, albeit very partisan River Plate fan, “maybe pick up a t-shirt or jersey”, I answered.
Their travel gift ... (based on the receipt, purchased at the last second at the duty-free shop in a terminal at the Buenos Aires airport) ... a nameless, numberless polyester Boca Juniors jersey.
Boca ... is, of course, the arch nemesis of River Plate ...
I had to wear that bleeping jersey and pretend I loved it until my son graduated middle school, many years later.
Today ... it’s among my most prized possessions.