When it comes to Mets and Yankees caps, it’s not just about baseball. Don’t get me wrong, it’s definitely, like, a lot about baseball. The crosstown New York rivals have one of the more heated relationships in American sports, with the Bronx Bombers often claiming big brother status over the scrappier and (respectfully) less successful boys in Queens. The rivalry was supercharged this season after all-time slugger Juan Soto defected from the Yankees clubhouse and signed a record-breaking ten-year contract with the Mets. These days, there’s real bad blood between the two squads.
Still, even with a storied rivalry on the field, Mets and Yankees caps are as much a statement of identity for New Yorkers as anything. A Yankees cap is embedded in old New York opulence, Frank Sinatra “City So Nice They Named It Twice” shit. Yankees stadium may be in the Bronx, but Yankees hats are a Manhattan staple through and through. A Mets cap? That’s for the outer boroughs, blue-collar scrappers, that underdog spirit, folks who can’t get into the Polo Bar but can tell you the best spot to get a BEC in any neighborhood. You don’t flip-flop on which cap you wear. You choose wisely, you don’t budge, and you certainly don’t wear a hat with both logos on it. Pick a side or stay out of the ballpark.
One celebrity we’ve seen swear by his Mets hat is born-and-raised Brooklyn boy Jeremy Allen White. His thrashed ballcap was part of his everyday uniform for years, a beat-to-hell beauty he kept on hand through countless press tours, film shoots, and farmer’s market runs (though it seems to have finally been replaced over the summer).
