CASE FILE 0708 — TRANSCRIPTRecorded on location. Seattle, Washington. Diane, it’s 9:15 in the morning and I am standing in a city that lost its team. Not lost a game. Lost the team. Sixty‑seven to two thousand eight, and then nothing. Like the whole thing walked into the woods and did not come back. I’m holding the cap now. Woodland camo, five panels, unstructured crown that sits soft on the head and gives you a little height if you want it. Dimensional embroidery in green and brown, raised enough that you can find it with your thumb in the dark. Its familiar to me, like I've seen it as a title card before. And Diane, the hat is correct. I have handled imitations. This is not one. The locals will tell you the team is gone. The locals are wrong. Something that mattered that much does not leave, it just stops appearing in the standings. It is the same as the owls, Diane. It is the same as the owls. One size. Snapback closure. Ships on or before October 7th. A limited number of these exist. When the last one goes, the file closes and I will not reopen it. [END OF RECORDING]
