Beer and football XVI — the draft

The beer: Rockport Pescato Italian Style Pilsner The headline: “I said life stinks! I said I need a drink! I said life stinks! I said life stinks! I said!” – Pere Ubu, “Life Stinks” The commentary: RIP David Thomas—as if Crocus Behemoth wouldn’t go first overall and redefine left tackle dominance. The Patriots stink, right? […]

Beer and football XII — weeks six and seven

Week six The game: Cowboys at Patriots The beer: Jack’s Abby House Lager The result: Loss, 35–29 The method: Live via Paramount+ Week seven The game: Jets at Patriots The beer: True North Festbier Lager The result: 54–13 The method: Live via CBS The headline: “Will the sun rise up tomorrow?” – Black Sabbath, “Children […]

Beer and football XII — the draft

The beer: Uinta Bristlecone Brown Ale The commentary: Good evening! So this is what it’s like to need a first-round quarterback. Well, it’s the second consecutive year we’ve needed one, but the first time we might actually see it through. Exciting? Tonight’s is my first WordPress running diary so I might have zero readers instead […]

Beer and football VII — the draft

The beer: Bent Water Jolene Porter The commentary: We’re switching to Roman numerals. It’s so goddamn obvious, I wish I’d thought of it years ago. And here we are: the second and third rounds, one week after the fact, with full big-picture knowledge of what went down. It’s one way to bring back my “live” […]

Beer and football V — the draft

The beer: Cambridge Spring Training India Pale Ale The commentary: Another haircut, another draft. Another media blackout. And another-another haircut, as G. got her first ever this morning. She was so excited about it and wore a super serious face (pictured) for the first five minutes. It amounted to a trim, a cleanup, because her […]

Beer and football IV — the draft

The beer: Battle Road 1775 Tavern Ale The commentary: Michelle, who early on seemed overly confident for no good reason (certainly not from a talent perspective) only to turn things around when it counted, won season XI of Project Runway. She deserved it, I suppose, after Stanley went all “What do you mean it’s tomorrow? […]

Beer and football III — the draft

The beer: Blatant Session Ale The commentary: It’s become blatantly (ha!) obvious that I’m incapable of writing much outside of the comfort and weekly deadlines afforded by professional football, so I’ll kick off what I’m calling the 2012 season (in place of a clumsy “2012/2013”) with an attempt at live-blogging ESPN’s coverage of the first […]