Greyhound
Well-known Exeweb poster
When I was a very little lad, my father brought me home a football shirt from a visit to London. An Arsenal one, I guess, as it was red with white edging. My response was to throw it on the floor! Not because of any anti-Arsenal prejudice, but because I hated being given clothes as a present. My mother suggested that I might care to examine the merchandise more closely. Not long afterwards, somebody gave me a green and white shirt, although I can't remember who the guilty party was.