Andover F.C. - Colours and Crest

Colours and Crest

Home colours, 1950-1957.
Home colours, 1972-1988.

Andover's traditional strip of red and black stripes was worn for the vast majority of their history. This was changed to red and black quarters in 1950 and remained so until 1957 when the club reverted back to the traditional stripes. When promotion to the Southern League was gained in 1972, the team's colours were changed once again, this time to red with a single white stripe. This kit was worn until 1988, when the familiar red and black stripes were re-introduced. For the 2008–09 season, a plain red kit was introduced to commemorate the club's 125th anniversary—this was worn for the first time in the pre-season friendly against Salisbury City. The last away kit worn by the team was yellow and black shirts with white shorts. However, various combinations have been worn in recent years, such as white shirts with blue sleeves and blue shorts, and tangerine shirts with white shorts.

Andover's badge depicted a lion standing under an oak tree, which mirrors the design used on the town coat of arms. This badge was first used during the 1950s.

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