The new shirts then.
There was me attempting to distract us from the dark forebodings of the transfer season quite unaware of the mood lightening not to mention out and out comedy value of the new shirts.
This latest collection from Maison Cluster**** has me feeling like I should be behind glass in a museum. I am no longer the target demographic.
The issue of course is that for all the good that being the customer does you, as a buyer you can only purchase or decline that which they lay before you. Like many jobs, bravery is a less spoken of requisite. It isn’t brave to place an order for two and a half million shirts. Brave is saying thanks for the coffee mush and leaving.
Puma do themselves no favours here and the overwhelming vibe is not that of one last hurrah, but a mumbled, ‘laters’ and the soft clunk of a chubb lock.
For those moaning in the recent past about designs, this launch must have had Michael Corleone’s words echoing in their minds. ‘Our true enemy has yet to reveal himself’. ‘Cos he fecking has now, son.
As discussed previously, whoever thought that Aurasmatosis was a good name for anything wants not firing, but shooting. Two rounds from close range in the back of the head to ensure that was their last idea. Ever.
Yet incredibly the howler of a name is compounded by the font. I don’t know what it’s called but it looks like something a regional TV company might have used to look futuristic and ‘edgy’ in the 1970’s.
And this unsightly cocktail is compounded again by opting for a logo sized for people who buy their spectacles from Poundland,
To wrap it all up of course as the bard said, the sickest joke is the price of the medicine. The wrong end of fifty sheets to look a pillock. And if you opt for a goalie shirt to look as if you’ve escaped from somewhere.
The issue is cowardice. A bit strong, H. This are only replica shirts, mate. True, but when will a football club have the Bow Locks to give the fans something decent? These polyester nasties have had their time and we’re rapidly returning to that 1980’s era of computer generated muck.
The sheer enormity of the production scale needed by clubs is such that you could go to a decent factory and get a 100% cotton shirt made to a pretty high spec and probably make a better margin that the recycled crisp packets generate.
- Aurasma. He’s a brash bi-curious Canadian beat cop who also bends the law now and again to make sure he always gets his man.
- Aurasma. When you want to stand out from the mild & bitter drinkers. Either down at your local or in the discoteque, ask for it by name.
- Aurasma. For centuries man has sought to bottle desire. Now Yardley for men have captured the most seductive pheromones imaginable.
I’m off to find a cardigan and listen to an episode of Round The Horne whilst I potter.
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Oh f*ck it, how does one insert a URL on this site? check out triffictottenham, they have pictures an everything !!
No they don’t the goalkeeping shirts are not there so don’t bother stay here.
thats the saddest spurs site I’ve seen…triffic tottenham, always a day late, recycled daily mail reports or just plain copied from HH…sure lets all check it out!
Can someone please anally rape anyoe who puts “First” on a thread. It’s lame.
Here here, a little bit of decorum. Had my go at the top.
HH marketing for you – hold a draw for everyone first on the list over the course of the season and give them a reduced price shirt as the prize when they are a tenner.
Second prize being two shirts, no doubt.
Got the old 1978 replica shirt pique cotton affair, that’ll do me. No naff sponsor on that one. :cool:
The 82/83 centenary replica shirt is the only one own these days, my being to bbig for the the original one I had. Clean, classic, super cockerel on a ball and no sponsor’s logo. Marvellous.
It is bad enough changing the home kit every season now, but all three at the same time. I thought there was some agreement about changing only one of the three each season?
I’m sadly devoted to the mid 70’s longsleeved shirt we were relegated in! Might have been the sight of ‘Big Chiv’ in it that left the impression on my mind… Or the crisp white round neck on all the player photo’s on the bubble-gum cards. *Slight odd shiver up the spine*
And me!!!
You miserable moaning fking cnut.