Last night the Atlanta Falcons lost to the New York Jets. You’re probably thinking: “yeah, and so what? Why do you [a Patriots fan] give a crap?” Well, I have been a part of a survival football picks league this year and I picked Atlanta to win this week.
For those who aren’t familiar, in a survival league each week each participant selects a team that will win. A participant may only select a team once. When a participant selects a team that loses, they are bounced out of the league. It was my first time playing in a survival league and I was having a lot of fun…until last night. How the F does Atlanta lose to the Jets?!? Stupid Jets.
Two weeks ago our Tuesday night church sessions (RCIA) started up. It will run through Easter. As such, I just got home and it’s past my bedtime. I’m being a trooper and busting out a beer review for you all. I hope you appreciate the lengths I go to to keep you entertained.
The nightcap beer of choice is Harpoon Imperial Pumpkin, a 10.5% ABV Imperial Stout. 10.5%?!?!? Shit. (I just realized this in real-time and I’m wondering how I’m supposed to finish the bomber and get to bed at a reasonable hour and get up early for work)
The beer is uber complex. After pouring it, immediately there is all kind of aroma in the air, mostly of the spicy persuasion. It pours a dark black. Mouthfeel-wise, it’s thick and borderline syrupy…something I would expect from a beer this boozy. The booze doesn’t come out a ton in the flavor, but many other things do. Pumpkin, banana, clove, chocolate, cinnamon and on and on; this beer is crazy complex.
I really dig it, but I see no way that I finish the bomber alone.