The beer: Samuel Smith Organic Chocolate Stout The result: Seahawks win, 38–17 The commentary: “What can happen?” So I asked as I considered the Samuel Smith on the shelf. The stout and a six-pack of Founders Porter accompanied me to the car when it hit me that Rob Gronkowski was on the professional athlete version […]
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 […]
Week five The game: Bengals at Patriots The beer: Left Hand Oktoberfest Märzen Lager The result: Win, 43–17; Packers win, 42–10 The commentary: Football season aligns a little too well with birthday season. The only defense is hoping a majority of preschooler parents are devoted fans. As in, I would never schedule a non-emergency event […]
The game: Patriots at Chiefs The beer: Clown Shoes Pecan Pie Porter The result: Loss, 41–14; Chargers win, 33–14 The commentary: “No pictures of my little girl will accompany losses, especially losses as ugly and perplexing as this.” Almost. Here’s an outtake from week one, basically summing up the game. The porter was delicious and […]
The game: Raiders at Patriots The beer: Belhaven Scottish Stout The result: Win, 16–9; Saints win, 20–9 The commentary: Our first home game of the season is also the first primetime game of the season. What’s that you say? It did not begin after How I Big Banged Your Theory? Well, it did at our […]
The game: Patriots at Vikings The beer: Shipyard Summer Ale The result: Win, 30–7 The commentary: Hector, Ivan and I are all forty this year. In April we traveled to Portland, Maine to celebrate Ivan’s turn. (Mine was at the New England Brewfest in New Hampshire. Hector’s will be at the Chili’s across from the […]
Week one The game: Patriots at Dolphins The beer: Notch Mule Corn Lager The result: Loss, 33–20; Texans win, 17–6 The commentary: Pictured is the exact moment in time when the scales tipped in Miami’s favor. (Well, about two hours after the fact—I was watching on a delay. Again. But still.) I did not pause […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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