Fat Tire for a fat, old time!
And so the beverage bashing begins. Although, you can’t bash a beverage and truly enjoy it so perhaps alcohol analyzing would be a better word. But now that sounds too in depth….
Whatever. I was out in search of a beverage to watch with the football. Beer and football just go together, there is no science behind it and yet I’m certain that it is written in some ancient text somewhere that you just simply cannot have one without the other. England were playing in a highly tense, patriotic but let’s not fight kind of match against Slovakia in which we had to do well not only to keep a respectable position in the group but also to beat Wales! Therefore I was on the hunt for something strong and bold that would reflect my football team’s performance (like I say football and beer are linked).
I’m no beverage expert but I have a wide palate so I had an idea of what I was looking for. After a short peruse round the beverage section I spoke to the gentleman in the shop, let’s just call him ‘Dave’ because that is his name! Dave knows a lot about beer, you can just tell. After a short amount of deliberation, Dave recommended ‘Trois Pistoles’ a dark, Canadian beer that looked incredibly inviting. I felt the weight of the 750ml bottle and looked at the label in which a black horse was jumping over three spires. I squinted at the 9% alcohol content and the fact that it was brewed with spices and immediately knew this was the beer for me and for the game. I thanked Dave and put the beer on the table at home (after paying for it of course!) in preparation for the televisual feast I was about to witness from my home team. There was no need to refrigerate this beauty, it could just sit there until the game began, looking all noble with it’s fancy cork.
The game began, the cork popped off, England had possession and the beer tasted great! Trois Pistoles is an easy drinking beverage for a dark ale. It’s all encompassing on the palate, it’s fruity and the aftertaste is brilliant. If the game was going to be as good as the beer then I was going to be in for a treat! The only thing that slightly worried me was that the beverage was a little more mellow than I had expected and ‘mellow’ is not a term you want to describe England’s performance in a European Cup.
I didn’t finish the beer until the 72nd minute of the game, including the 15 minute break where I shouted abuse at the half time commentators. There was no pausing the game to go to the fridge to get another beer with this dark ale, it was simply perfect for the occasion. I spent the last 15 minutes of the match biting my nails, hoping that we didn’t let a random goal in and end up getting eliminated. England were unimpressive, didn’t create much and the game finished in a 0-0 draw. On the other hand, Trois Pistoles or ‘Three Pistols’ was delightfully delightful and not a bit like England’s performance. Perhaps beer and football aren’t so closely linked after all…
Note to self: Write to the England manager requesting he gives the boys a Trois Pistoles before the game in order to spruce them up.
Beer-o-meter rating: Bloody good, 9/10, cheers Dave!