So back in 1983 we went for an alternative logo. While looking ridgey didge - it got right up the goat of a few traditionalists at the club, the main one being Wayne 'Danger Wayne' Watts (uncle of Jack) who said while he was alive he'd rip out the throat of anyone in this...
RIP to Danger. He lived a good life but no one is tough enough to literally try and eat wet cement on weet-bix. His funeral will be held at the club this Friday.
Since he's bitten the dust the club has decided it's all good to sell the tee's again.
Here's cheers, 'Danger' Wayne. You lived life fast