I doubt I will have any beer at the tailgate tomorrow. Shocking, News-at-11 level shit, I know. I just won't physically be able to partake in my normal tailgate routine. That's because tonight I will be doing my best to try each and every one of the 2,400 beers at the Great American Beer Festival, and the hangover tomorrow morning will be just short of debilitating.
GABF, 30 years a part of the Colorado craft brewing scene, is like the Super Bowl of beer. If you haven't been, the best way I can describe it is to have you imagine Heaven, in all of its glory and splendor, and then cram it into a convention center. I've been 3 times, and every time I enter the main hall I swear I can hear the faint sound of angels singing.
*cue the angelic choir* |
Since tomorrow morning will have to be a very quiet and sober experience, this evening will serve as my tailgate for the game tomorrow. In respect to all of the beers I can wait to taste, I'm not going to single out any particular beer for the week. Accordingly, I'm naming each and every one of the hundreds of beers I'm about to sample this evening as my tailgate beers-o-the-week.
I had screwed up this year; tickets sold out before I could get my finances in order. Luckily, I got friends in low places who know how to procure items when needed. For the low, low price of free, I get to attending the festival this evening. THANKS RICO, YOU FUCKING ROCK!
Happy Friday! Go Buffs, Beat the Cougars!
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