My God, it's full of stars

You remember Internacional, right?  They won the Club World Cup back in ‘06 by beating Barcelona 1-0 in the final.  Not ringing a bell?  Well, crap.  I don’t really have much about them otherwise, except for the fact they claim some slightly dubious records.  Think “Tiger Slam” or Aberdeen wearing two stars on their shirt and you’ve got it.

I’ll tell you what else I know about them.  One, back in 1995-97 this supposedly big club wore a shirt manufactured by a knockoff brand.  And two, the shirt design was probably inspired by something that happened in the same favelas that are seen in City of God. Never mind that Porto Alegre is 1500 km SSW of Rio de Janeiro, it has to be true.  Just look for yourself.

Small

Usually, I use a nice, big picture of whatever hideous creation I have found while scouring the internet feverishly for at least 15 minutes.  But today is different. This is one that looks much better in small form.  Because if you see things like I do, you see the blood splatter of a head shot all over the breast of this shirt.

I tell you what it actualy reminds me of more than anything and that’s the infamous scene in Pulp Fiction where Jules acidentally sprays brain matter all over the back of the car after going over a speed bump.  This shirt is the back window.

Call in the Wolf.

Now, let’s look a little closer at the shirt in all of its glory.

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Why all that splatter is just a mess of rectangles and lines.  But what is that shirt manufacturer?  Rhumell?  Never heard of them.  But that font is familiar. And, when looking at the shirt in the thumbnail again it hit me–someone had the grand scheme to rip off Hummel as their big money-making scheme.  It’s all there–the placement of the name and the font used are consistent with the manufacturer at the time, plus the stiching in the collar is meant to mimic the chevrons that Hummel use.  That’s just ridiculous.

Oh, and bonus points off for not matching the reds properly on the shirt as the collar/badge are completely different from the graphic.  But, come on.  Rhumell?  Really?  That’s just plain sad.