Full disclosure: I was forced to wear Nike until I was 18 because my dad
worked for them. Not until I moved out of Casa de Neil was I able to wear
anything but Oregon’s finest. Ignorance was bliss (and free) everywhere
but on the soccer field. One of my fondest memories was the first game I
played in college wearing the pinnacle of design, the adidas Copa Mundial.
Since then, I have gone German non-stop.
Since discovering adidas Originals a few years back, I have been in awe of
the styles they have been recycling. My Ivan Lendl tennis sweater, Spezials,
Gazelles, and many others are staples of my wardrobe.
Nothing, and I do mean nothing, could have prepared me for what I saw
this morning.

I already placed my order, so don’t try biting my stizz. I am counting down
the hours until I can put together my golf ensemble, just like my hero
Grand Theft Auto’s Tommy Vercetti
