The depth chart just got younger.
Nineteen pounds. Undefeated in naps. Cried during the spring game — so did we. Now the shirt goes up to 3XL, because somebody has to hold him.
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Napshirts Onesie
Infant bodysuit for the smallest member of the section. Sleeping skull, helmet on, pacifier in. Zero snaps of team spirit lost mid-blowout.
$22
The meanest shirts in Nebraska are earned. This one's issued at birth.
For sixty years, the angriest defense in America has practiced in black because a famously frugal assistant coach found a deal. Those jerseys get earned — awarded by coaches, defended like a birthright, never for sale.
Nobody earns Nebraska itself, though. Nebraska is issued — at the hospital, usually by a grandfather, without your consent. Sleeping skull, helmet on, black cotton. They'll grow into the anger. Now the shirt grows with them.
Go to bed.
Two years old and done with snaps. They can open the fridge, argue a call, and stall bedtime for forty-five minutes. The onesie is over. The shirt is not.
Same sleeping skull, 2T to 6T, so the toddler years get a uniform too.
One graphic. Two generations. Nobody asked, everybody looks.
Adult tee plus any kid piece takes $5 off the set, and the box ships free. Sunday morning, same shirt, one of you is asleep on the floor.
Built for the smallest member of the section.
The rookies are settling in.
Grandpa's prerogative
Bought two before his parents could weigh in. That's my job now. One stays at our house for Saturdays.
She refuses to nap in it
Four years old, insists she is not tired, wears it to bed anyway. The 4T fits with room. Washed it eight times, print is fine.
We match. I am not sorry.
Got the adult L and his 12M. My wife rolled her eyes and then asked for one. Heavy shirt, actual weight to it.
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