FC Dynamo Kyiv - Colours

Colours

Dynamo's traditional colours are white and dark blue, with white being the predominant colour. Throughout their history the club has usually played in a white shirt and blue shorts, until 1961 when a blue sash was briefly added to the kit. Although it was removed soon afterwards, in 2004 the club's management decided to restore the famous sash as a talisman. It was added to the away kit and remained there until the beginning of the 2008–2009 season, when it was replaced by a white kit with a shirt having thin blue vertical stripes, the first time in over 50 years that a club has worn such a pattern.

During the last two seasons before the breakup of the Soviet Union, Dynamo's kit was similar to Metalist, yellow shirts and blue shorts. That kit at the time carried a symbolical meaning, representing the national colours of the yet-not-adopted Ukraine national flag.Recently, in the early years of Ukrainian independence, the club swapped their yellow colour for white. However blue remained one of Dynamo's colours and is still a main colour of the club's away kit.

The club's current sponsors, Adidas and Ukrainian bank PrivatBank, feature on the team shirt, the former also being the manufacturer of the kit.

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