I am sorry to inform you that I completely failed on the t-shirt mission. My bike bag was overweight, so I had to put some more things in my already-stuffed carry-on bag. I literally didn't have room for a single extra t-shirt. And then I got so hungover on Sunday that I couldn't really think about try to sort something else for the shirts. I threw up three times in between games, and after my final game, I basically had to sleep until we left. I was in such a condition I fucking missed the quarter finals. My apologies.
Cunt. Always thinking about yourself ;)