“You can’t send him back out there, Mr. Hendricks! Can’t you see he’s had too many percussions already?”

“He’s fine, Johnson. All he needs to do is tighten up a bit and get through this half-time. He can rest up then.”

“But, sir, he’s taken a pounding as it is!”

“Do you hear those people out there, Johnson? We’ve got over 10,000 fans out there from both schools chomping at the bit to see their respective bands get out there and crush each other in that half-time show. If you think for one second that I’m going to let Art Taylor High come in to OUR house and show us up by not going through with the In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida number like we’d planned…”

“But don’t you see it could kill him?!”

“Now you listen to me, Johnson, you either shut up, grab your flag, and get out on that field right now or I swear I’ll have you sidelined for the rest of your academic career, you understand?”

Wear this shirt: after you’ve been beaten about the head with sticks repeatedly.

Don’t wear this shirt: if you don’t want people asking if you actually have a headache all day.

This shirt tells the world: “Go dance to the beat of someone else’s drum for a bit.”

We call this color: Wearable. Baby Blue. Different.

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