I have been a Rangers fan in exile since I was a little boy and we went to old Arlington Stadium in the 70's. I followed Nolan Ryan when he left for Houston then Texas in the late 80s and 90s.
Let me tell you, it is very difficult being a Texas Rangers fan in Southern California, a quick jog from Anaheim Stadium. People look at you as if you are from Mars when you wear opposing colors. The jeering at Angels games is a cross to bear when I wish to see "my boys" play in person.
I teach at a high school and we have Angels days when everyone wears their gear. It is awful. Last October, it seemed like every kid I ever taught came by to rub it in after game six and seven of the World Series. Last spring I was lucky enough to go to a game in the new Ballpark in Arlington and got to meet one of the on-air personalities, Jim Knox. No one in SoCal was impressed. I would love to win a Texas Rangers camp shirt to wear with pride this June at finals time, while the kids are sweating out tests, I can sit back in Tommy Bahama comfort as I listen to my team on the interwebs, a cool beverage in my hand, feet up, relaxing.