Prepare to have your mind blown.
Bryan Shelley is only 9 years old. But that hasn’t stopped him from accomplishing something truly remarkable. Somehow this kid got a hat that has his fucking name on it.
Damn. How the hell did he pull that off?
It would be one thing if Bryan were showing off a cool hat with his favorite sports team’s logo on it or the name of a national park he’d recently visited on a family vacation. But to stroll into class this morning with a snap-back bearing his own honest-to-god birth-certificate official name? Shit. It doesn’t get more impressive than that. This kid must have some serious connects.
Does one of his parents own New Era or something? Unbelievable.
And it’s not like his name is just Sharpied onto the hat or some shit like that. His name, “Bryan,” is stitched into the front in big maroon cursive letters. Like an emblem. Like a goddamn prophecy. Maybe someone in his family sewed it on there? No. It’s way too cool-looking for that. But this isn’t something you just stumble upon at the store. This shit is custom-made. All for Bryan. Dang.
Well, however the fuck he did it, it’s cool as hell. Way to go, Bryan!