The ice is off the lake but it’s still on the rink. Playoff time baby. Put up or shut up. Go hard or go home. Goals or golf. Show up and grow up. Put on your big boy athletic supporter. I was really hoping I would see the Leafs win the cup again, this time in colour. But we are thick on scorers and thin on savers, and we need a saver to be our saviour. The first game of the series was not what any Leaf fan would call anything less than disastrous. But where there is beer there is hope, and it could well be hope (or beer) is our only option at this stage.
Enough meaningless and perhaps mindless playoff ramblings. Luckily there was a good beer on the bench that came in half way through the second period to make the game bearable. Beerable? Sons of Kent tell us that this beer is a go to pint, ideal for fence building and corn detassling. Two activities I have no plans of engaging in for the foreseeable, or unforeseeable future. Let’s see how it fared as my wing beer for the first game of the playoffs.
One word, plastics.
In the nickel city, change is good.* Holidaying at the Holiday Inn with my beer chilled in the ice bucket, poured into the durable and safe plastic hotel room glass. “One word, plastics. There’s a great future in plastics.”**
A bright golden pour with bubbles for my troubles. Slightly a head of it’s time. Malt aroma, mild and forgiving or inviting, I wasn’t quite sure which. A nice middlin’ malt flavour with a bit of fizz initially, no hops or bite, easy finish. Settling into a nice malt body with a touch of fruit crisp on the finish. Pilsner like in it’s presentation some would say. Including me. I also say the colder the better for this one, as the ice bucket ice and the thin aluminum can work together to do their job. Let’s put it this way, this brew performed better on the ice than my Leafs did last night.
A good solid anywhere anytime brew. Well not anywhere. Or actually anytime. But you know what I mean.
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