I care about how a thing is put together, and this one is put together properly. Start with the seams, because that is where most shirts fail: on the on-court pieces in Lacoste's Novak Djokovic range the seams are heat-bonded rather than stitched, which means two panels are fused instead of being sewn through. No thread ridge.
No line of stitching sitting on your shoulder under a bag strap for two hours. It is a more expensive way to join fabric and it exists purely to remove friction, which is the correct reason to do anything.
The material is a recycled polyester stretch jersey with Ultra Dry moisture handling worked through it, so sweat is drawn off the skin and spread thin across the outer face to evaporate. Mesh panels are set in where the heat actually collects — the back, the sides — rather than distributed evenly for the look of it.
Zoned ventilation is the whole idea: you do not need airflow everywhere, you need it where the load is. The fit is cut for movement rather than for standing still.
The crocodile is there, subtly.
Imphal will interest you for the same reason. Out on Loktak there are phumdis — floating islands of matted vegetation, soil and organic matter, thick enough to build huts on and to graze deer on, and they are held up by nothing but their own accumulated structure and buoyancy. I have thought about that a great deal.
A load-bearing raft that grew itself.
You will wear this everywhere from a humid league match to a long practice session under lights, and it is also perfect for an hour at Ima Keithel afterwards, the market run entirely by women, some four thousand of them, in a structure of stalls that has organised itself for centuries without anybody drawing a plan.
Bonded, not stitched. Remove the friction and you have solved the shirt.
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