Last Saturday, I pulled on a heavy jacket and a good pair of gloves and headed south of my hometown of Madison, Wisconsin, to meet up with some farmers.
The girl, who loves Disney's "Doc McStuffins," pulls on a pale pink jacket and her backpack with the face of a puppy on the flap.
He pulled on a blue North Face Gore-Tex jacket, slung a thermal-imaging night-vision monocular around his neck, and stepped into a pair of waterproof boots.
In the span of a half hour, near sunset at Augusta National, Spieth's march toward possibly pulling on the green jacket for a second straight time went from seemingly inevitable to barely any more likely than a victory by one of his boyhood rivals or a remarkable 58-year-old.
The rest of the force gathered in the station yard, a dozen men in jeans and T-shirts, smoking and chatting while pulling on flak jackets over their bulging bellies.
So before heading to one of his science presentations last year, Kipping pulled on a smart jacket.
When it got colder than that, he pulled on a Jeff Gordon jacket.
The other guy pulls on a Goretex jacket, and Ian offers to lend me some gloves.
Mark Taylor, who ran the race in a white shirt, black bow tie and black running tights, pulled on a tuxedo jacket.
He has five PGA Tour victories since then, but still hasn't pulled on a green jacket in the Masters that would complete a career Grand Slam.
Mr. Wolff left in the seventh inning, pulling on an Earthquakes jacket as he walked out of the suite.
