It's the RMS, so the honorary beer-o-the-week is, as always, Buff Gold. I'm still not over the change in packaging (where the hell did the Flatirons go?), but it is what it is. Want to spice up your Buff Gold intake tomorrow? Why not try a 'Buffalo Maker?' Simply drop a shot of Buffalo Trace bourbon into a BG, and
voilà! That'll get you good and feisty in a heartbeat.
Anyways, the official intoxicant for tomorrow evening is something I discovered just this past week. In the later hours of Tuesday evening, just as my beloved White Sox were finishing off their 17-6 ass-whupping at the hands of the woeful Oakland Athletics, I came across this tweet from blogging hero Jim Margalus:
First off, the man belongs to a curling club; props! Secondly... I became intrigued with this "5-Hour Energy into malt liquor" thing. The monstrosity is apparently called 'the anvil' and is this week's gameday beer-o-the-week.At the curling club, somebody had the idea to pour a 5-Hour Energy into a malt liquor tall boy and chug it. Give Hawk one of those.— South Side Sox (@SouthSideSox) September 15, 2015
If this sounds like a horrible idea to you, then GOOD NEWS! Your brain is still functioning at a high capacity. Mixing energy drinks/caffeine and alcohol is generally not advisable, and, if the 'Four Loko' stories are to be believed, can even lead to hospitalization or death. Note: I am not recommending that you actually drink this, and, should you do ignore this warning, you do so at your own risk.
Now that the disclaimer is out of the way... for this experiment I chose to mix basic/standard berry-flavored 5-Hour with Colt 45. Why Colt 45? 'Cause of Billy Dee, duh! Basic drop shot, then chug. Simple enough, even a freshman could do it.
The results? Well, let me tell you; if, as Ben Franklin would tell us, beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy, then this abomination is proof that mankind does not deserve such gifts. The taste is awful, it made me feel awful, and only the awful would suggest this to anyone.
The point is, the anvil is truly awful, and something to be avoided -- much like the RMS itself, which is my least favorite day on the sporting calendar. If you enjoy it - the anvil and the RMS - then God Bless you, but I'm happy enough living my life without either, thank you very much.
Happy Friday! Go Buffs, get that 'W!'