Woman Punches Retired NYPD Detective Because Of His ‘Birthday Hat’

Note: we are republishing this story, which originally made the news in February 2020.

While celebrating his birthday, Retired NYPD Detective Daniel Sprague found himself face to face with a woman who punched him in the face because she did not like his red “Make Fifty Great Again” hat.

Sprague had gotten the hat from his wife as a birthday gift, and had paired it with a shirt that had the American flag printed on it, along with the words “Making America Great Since 1970.”

Sprague was at The Stage on Broadway when the woman accosted him and landed a punch.

He said, “I was outside with my friends when someone grabbed me from behind, spun me around, and punched me in the face. At first I thought it was a friend until I got hit. I couldn’t believe someone could get that upset.”

 

According to the New York Post, Sprague and the woman were both kicked out of the premises, and Sprague never got the chance to call the police.

He later filed a report with the Metropolitan Nashville Police Department.

“Suspect grabbed his hat from his head and punched him in the face. He stated that when the suspect hit him in the face, he did not hit her back,” the report read.

He was shocked by the attack, and stated that he had received a couple of reactions throughout the night but none of it had been violent or aggressive.

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