On the 126th anniversary of the Great Chicago Fire of 1871, a new fire ignited, and it’s spread wildly through the Windy City ever since. Founded in 1997, your Chicago Fire Soccer Club have been scorching the pitch from the start, winning the MLS Cup right out of the gates in their 1998 inaugural season. Ever since, soccer’s been one of the hottest tickets in town. Rep your oath to the Men in Red with this tee and pack into the stadium ready for a rekindling of your club’s winning ways. We are Red & we are White—we’ll let you fill in the rest.
The ultimate symbol of Chicago Fire Soccer Club loyalty, separating fans who simply enjoy the beautiful game from you who live for it. Make every day game day, and wear your allegiance to the Red around your neck and down across your heart with this 59” x 7” signature scarf. Come on, you Men in Red!
Just because you’re not in the middle of the stadium action, doesn’t mean you have to take a day off from repping the Red. Whether you’re at your cousin’s wedding or grinding through the work week, show your Chicago Fire Soccer Club support with the ultimate athletic socks—because for you, every day is game day. Being a diehard never looked or felt so good. Don’t stop living in the Red!
Nicknamed “Sweetness” since his college days, Walter Payton was one of the greatest running backs in NFL history, carrying the 1985 Chicago Bears—arguably the best football team of all time—to the franchise’s one and only Super Bowl victory. Missing just a single game in his 13-season tenure with the Bears, Payton had a penchant for holding the line when rushing, preferring to take hits from defenders rather than step deliberately out of bounds.
“Never die easy. Why run out of bounds and die easy?” Number 34 famously said. “It’s OK to lose, to die, but don’t die without trying.”
Pay homage to the nine-time Pro Bowler and one of the toughest to take the gridiron with this classic crewneck.
As the home of Al Capone and John Dillinger, among other ne'er-do-wells, nobody can accuse the Windy City of being soft. And anyone who’s survived a Chicago winter can attest to that. So it seems fitting that former alderman Michael “Hinky Dink” Kenna’s famous words—“Chicago ain’t no sissy town”—take the place of honor on our super-soft Chi-town favorite.
With only an elementary-school education and a tenure of slinging newspapers on the streets, Kenna was elected alderman and fell in love with the power lifestyle. So much so he was determined to keep it by any means necessary, hence the saloon he owned on Clark Street where he exchanged meals for district votes and which became a haven for pimps, prostitutes, gamblers and gangsters. Although Kenna died seventy years ago, his reputation for toughness, grit and pure determination is alive and well throughout Chicago.