Scotland

Kidd trades conquest for a different kind of dominance. He pulls on Scotland's navy as number 17, that same rebuilt arm on full display, heading the ball down with the snarl of a man who plans to take the whole tournament by force. The front keeps it clean with a rearing unicorn beside the Highland Steel crest and his number; the back stands him tall under a bold SCOTLAND. Printed in small batches on heavyweight cotton built to outlast the tournament. No mass production, no soulless reprints. Just a captain who was never built to lose, faded soft like it's flown that flag for years.