This hoodie ships fast & free from Detroit. Classified from the Department of Colonial Cryptids: a bicorne-hatted hominid has been seen marching toward Buffalo, pint aloft, football tucked like smuggled tea. He salutes the wind, then makes it behave. New England lore calls him Double B, guardian of road games and proper chowder. Documented only in three blurry sideline sketches and one damp broadsheet, specimen demonstrates elite scarf management and tavern diplomacy. Field Guide Entry: “Subject withstands lake-effect gusts, communicates via early-republic audibles, attracts wings.” You pull this hoodie on and rally the convoy—thermos rattling, playlist revolutionary, headlights carving fog over Erie. At the lot you sign the tailgate treaty, raise a toast, and let history repeat at fourth-and-short. Inside, the fleece hoards warmth like a colonial cellar; outside, the print blasts brighter than a victory cannon. Seams hold through chest bumps, arguments with the weather app, and the disappointment of the prequels. Kangaroo pocket hides hand warmers, napkins, and plausible deniability. Verdict: wear the legend, storm the bleachers, and out-shout the elements. If liberty means anything, it’s choosing this hoodie before kickoff. Field tests report +3 to heckle resistance and improved high-five accuracy. Also repels drizzle, doubt, and that one friend who predicts doom. Wear history louder. 🚚 SHIPPING INFO:

• 🕒 This item ships FAST — because kickoff waits for no one.
• ✅ No extra shipping charge — it's built into the drop.

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