The one I ordered off the club shop arrived this morning.
Until I tried it on, I hadn't noticed how utterly stupid that collar is. On the plus side I can just fold it in and pretend it doesn't exist.
A few years back I watched an old episode of Clive James on TV, or whatever it was called, on YouTube.
They'd left the original adverts in, and it was quite difficult to tell what was being made fun of and what was just a straight advert for some sort of crap lager.