My Rugby Shirt Hunt Begins
Honestly, I woke up dead set on finding a decent women’s rugby shirt. Needed something tough, comfy, and wouldn’t wreck my wallet. Started like anyone else – popped open the laptop, hammered “women’s rugby shirt buy” into the search bar. Boom. Thousands of results. Classic internet overload.
Clicked around like crazy. Big sports brands popped up first. Fancy online shops too. Felt overwhelmed instantly. Prices? Yo-yoed like mad. Some felt like daylight robbery, others suspiciously cheap. Scrolled through a few, saw “polyester blend” everywhere. Nope. Need that thick cotton feel, proper collar. Pictures lie, you know?
Getting Physical With It
Tired of clicking, decided to hit the pavement. Dragged myself to the mall first. Checked the usual sports chains. Spotty luck. Found one section labeled “rugged” or something. Held a few. Felt thin. Flimsy collar. Price tag made me wince. Pretty disappointing.
Remembered that street market downtown sells loads of workwear. Took a chance. Wandered past piles of jeans, tools. Then, bingo! Spotted a stall stacked high with thick cotton shirts. Proper collars. These felt real. Rough hands picked one up. Felt heavy. Fabric felt dense. Good sign. Turned it inside out – checked seams. Stitching looked solid, not gonna unravel after a wash.
- Checked Collar Stiffness: Poked the collar. Didn’t flop. Needs to hold up.
- Tug Tested: Gave the material a firm tug near the seams. Held strong.
- Sleeve Feel: The ribbing felt tight, wouldn’t stretch out easy.
The Money Moment & Score
Okay, time for the cash talk. Asked the stall owner how much. He threw out a price. Did the usual frown-and-pause. Got it knocked down a chunk just by asking “Can you do better?” Easy. Paid cash. Way cheaper than anything online or in the mall, plus I got to actually handle the thing.
Walked away grinning. Took some time, skipped the internet rabbit hole, trusted my hands. Found a tank of a shirt without paying premium prices. Forget the glossy websites sometimes. Go feel it!
