It's been a policy of mine for a while now that, whenever I'm watching a sports event, I only drink beer local to whatever team I'm rooting for. Which means a lot of Texas beers, since I'm primarily a Longhorn fan, and Boulevard whenever I'm cheering for my wife's Mizzou Tigers.
This weekend, I started to think there might really be something to this. Saturday was that rare occasion when I actually had no Texas beer in my fridge, and instead I drank some Breckenridge Lucky U IPA while watching the 'Horns basketball team play a pretty weak Oklahoma Sooners team. The Lucky U was anything but, and my team suffered an embarrassing loss.
Then, last night, I exercised what was surely some bad party etiquette and eschewed the small North by Northwest keg available in favor of the Abita Turbo Dog and Jockamo IPA I brought – and by god, the most hapless franchise in the NFL actually won the Super Bowl. Congratulations, Saints! (I wanted some of their Mardi Gras Bock, which I've been loving lately, but it seems Saints Fever wiped out local supplies.)
Tonight, the Longhorns try to get back on track against the Jayhawks. Hopefully, finishing off that keg of NXNW Py Jingo will help. (And since I guess Boulevard could technically be considered as much a Jayhawk beer as Mizzou beer, I'll be staying away from that.)
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