Big Sydney: Even the prognosticator needs fashion

I think the time has come that I work on getting a new image.

I need a new look … a new style … something that will really set me apart from the rest.


I have been a “cutting edge” fashion plate for years, but trends end.

For as long as I can remember, my look has been all about “short shorts with striped socks.”

OK, it hasn’t been a rage, but I can think of one person who has always followed my lead.

A lot of the rage right now is “manscaping.” That’s not for me.

We are going to look to become Syd-ified.

So, I went out to look for a new trend to call my own. Shopping isn’t easy, especially when you keep with sporting goods stores, tackle shops and butchers to come up with what you wear.

I have to admit, I can turn a mean outfit with one of those long white aprons and a hat with a fish hook in it.

Wait a minute. That image should be in my “fantasy” football column.

Anyhow, I really need a change. The times demand it.

I started looking for ideas from the clothes horses of Hagerstown. The problem is I saw clothes and I could find horses. Style was optional.

At one place, everyone I ran into was wearing those pajama pants.

They seem to be large and comfy and chicks really dig them. They have a lot of pictures and patterns … Hello Kitty, Spongebob Squarepants, superheroes, cartoon characters.

I got a custom pair to wear that got a lot of strange stares.

I don’t know if it was because they had pictures of John Madden and Chris Berman on them, or the fact that they had a trap door that wouldn’t stay closed.

I got a pair of Ugg boots. I hear they are really big around the Boonsboro Warriors.

So I went down there wearing them and was disappointed. I figured out how they got their name.

One look at me and everyone yelled “Ugh.” Again, it could have been because of the pajama pants.