The beer: Jack’s Abby Smoke and Dagger Black Lager The commentary: I liked what I did lo, these many years ago (three), one beer to one player. Berkshire Saint of Circumstance India Pale Ale is Tom Brady? Of course! Symmetry is an admirable life goal. But it’s been done—it’s been done!—and I’m just too tired […]
The game: Broncos at Patriots The beer: Port Board Meeting Brown Ale The result: Win, 43–21; Bengals win, 33–23 The commentary: In my inaugural beer-and-football diary I brought up Peyton Manning’s penchant for not removing his helmet during post-loss handshakes. I have come to admire Manning over the years and I find this to be […]
The beer: Sierra Nevada Pale Ale The commentary: G. and I relived last year’s agenda and visited Foxborough the first Saturday of training camp, bringing along my father this time. It was more of the same: minimal football viewing, excessive scampering, one diaper change and a lot of fun. She even wore the same dress—sign […]
2013 and 2014 have seen progress with the purge. The purge! As part of this… process… I’ve become reacquainted with much of my music collection, listening to the likes of Helmet and Gang Starr for the first time in years. Some of this history will pop up below, to the point where an unheralded decade […]
The game: Patriots at Broncos The beer: Southern Tier Plum Noir Imperial Porter The result: Fuuuuuuck The commentary: What is loss? What is the passage of time? What is the intersection of these? I don’t know, but surely it is black. Fucking black. Nah. I’m over it and have been since before the last of […]
The game: Bills at Patriots The beer: Wachusett Larry Imperial India Pale Ale The result: Win, 34–20 The commentary: During the Browns game a few weeks ago I got into a shouting match with color man Steve Tasker. He said something critical about the Pats or their play-calling (I was bitter because Jason Campbell was […]
The game: Dolphins at Patriots The beer: Wolaver’s Pumpkin Ale The result: Win, 27–17 The commentary: Several weeks ago, the local Whole Foods teamed up with a neighboring liquor store to hold a Fall beer- and wine-tasting event in the parking lot. Needless to say the liquor store, who cleverly (admirably) provided attendees with checklists […]
The game: Patriots at Bengals The beer: Martha’s Exchange Olde London Stout The result: Loss, 13–6 The commentary: Bob Socci must be stopped. The new radio voice of the Patriots lied to me four times in an hour during a rainy second-half drive to Nashua: an interception (not an interception), two receptions (two drops) and […]
The beer: Green Flash West Coast India Pale Ale The commentary: My plan was to go Friday morning. On the road by eight, Foxborough by half past nine. But the rain! What happens to the first day of training camp when it rains? I knew of the Dana-Farber Field House, as in “Practice has been […]
Six minutes. At three hours and nine minutes I was six minutes short this year until, before noticing, I swapped out a two-minute pop song for some krautrock. German breadth escorted us to the cherished three-and-one-quarter-hour length we’ve all become accustomed to here. Once again, internet, I apologize… for nothing! Lots of things take longer […]
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