Though the Jaguars' first "real" game this fall is still two months away, the start of training camp next week poses a season-defining question to Jacksonville's faithful fans: What are you going to wear?
The answer is more important than you might think.
In every stadium, there are over-achievers who paint their bodies, build costumes, and think up crazy chants to scream their "fanhood" to the world. For the rest of us, buying a jersey is a simpler, less messy (and sometimes cheaper) way to make that statement.
Whether the Jaguars jersey you'll sport this fall came from the team's store at The Jack or out of a box shipped to you in Australia, whether it's one from a closet-full or your very first, and whether it's teal or white, owning it is a rite of passage for you.
After all, you'll have plunked down at least $50 on a shirt you can't wear without representing your team. That's real commitment. (Unless you're one of those jerks who tapes over the name on the back. Just own it, guy.)
But what exactly are you representing when you pull that elastic neck hole—or jaunty V-neck, if it's one of the new ones—over your head?
The Jaguars are only part of it, because there's also a name and number screen-printed (or stitched, if you've got $300 to burn) on the front and back. In a sea of teal, black, and white, your choice of which player to honor says a lot about the kind of fan you are.
Dishonorable Mention: The Joker. Having shelled out $100 for the right to put whatever name you'd like on your jersey, you blew it on a misguided attempt to be funny.
There's no one named "WHOSYOURDADDY" wearing number 69 on Jacksonville's roster. You just look like a tool. I'd bet more money than you spent on that poor excuse for a Jaguars jersey that you rack up big bar tabs and tip according to how much the bartender high-fived or flirted with you.