so I am in South Station waiting for my train and I see an old (and I mean OLD) guy wearing a BC sweatshirt with a windbreaker. I arrive in Philadelphia and am waiting for the elevator and I notice the guy in front of me is.....walking.....very......slowly.... The elevator finally comes and he gets on and I get on and he turns around and it's the same guy, except now he's also wearing a BC Hockey cap. I smile and say, "I bet you're going to Pittsburgh." How did you know? "Just a guess." I walked across the station with him and helped him decipher which train was ours. There was a lengthy line but since I'm disabled and he is ancient, I found us a red cap and we were able to board early. He's rooting for Lowell since BC isn't there. I told him BC couldn't go every year or it would get boring. He laughed and laughed. If the people I meet on this trip are even half as nice as this guy it's going to be a great weekend.