So I was coming back from a medieval fair yesterday. Decked out like a priest (albeit all in red) and with my boffer halberd (which is also mostly red).
And then I noticed this commotion as I reached the subway station closest to home. People shouting, sounded like a brawl.
I get closer and see like six guys wearing Internacional shirts (a local soccer team, their main color is red) accosting two other guys. So I walk a little closer, take a deep breath...
Five of them stop immediately, turn around and stare in confusion trying to figure out WTF is going on. The last guy ends up letting the others go since he's alone trying to smack them around.
Seeing as the source of the commotion has passed, I start walking up the stairs.
I can still hear them talking amongst themselves. "Dude, who the hell shouted earlier?" "It was this guy all in red, he walked past us a moment ago." I look down the stairs, they're not giving chase. At that point, I could've sworn I heard one of them say, "Man, do you think we were visited by the Ghost of Inter's Past?"