Monday Rant: Plenty More Football Than Beer

I'll try my best to not talk football on this mournful day following Super Bowl XLVII, but I do need to let a few frustrations off of my chest. In case you haven't figured it out by now, I'm a Pittsburgh Steelers fan. If you can throw some simple addition in there you'll figure out that I don't like the Baltimore Ravens either.

The last two years of the NFL Playoffs haven't been comfortable to watch for me. Each year three of the last four teams have been teams that if they win the Super Bowl it would be a punch to the stomach of any passionate Steelers fan.

One of my favorite labels, too.

If the San Francisco 49ers would've won either of the last two the team would have tied Pittsburgh with six Super Bowl championships (I know Green Bay has more NFL titles, but that argument isn't so convenient for me). If the New England Patriots happened to win the combination of Bill Belichick and Tom Brady would have tied Chuck Noll and Terry Bradshaw with four Super Bowls as a coach/quarterback pairing. With the Ravens, the reasoning is somewhat obvious.

I especially don't care for how a certain Baltimore linebacker and his tendency to proclaim how his practice of religion is somehow better than other people that happen to play the exact same sport that he does and this is coming from someone that's a terribly inconsistent Catholic.

As you can see, yesterday's big game was a no-win situation for me. The best possible solution? Look at it as a competition between beers. My favorite brewery in San Francisco is Anchor Brewing, whose flagship is Anchor Steam Beer. In Maryland I narrowed it down to Flying Dog. If I had to pick a favorite from Flying Dog it would have to be Raging Bitch IPA.

In terms of beer, this is an easy choice for me. I believe Anchor Steam Beer is one of the truly great beers in existence. I have Raging Bitch ranked up there pretty high as well and my girlfriend literally lives a two minute drive from the brewery, but I from a strictly beer perspective I love Anchor Steam Beer.

So, maybe I was actually rooting for the 49ers last night? I'm not really sure. Anyways, if you're a Ravens fan congratulations. Enjoy it. I sure enjoyed the two my Steelers gave me.

God Bless Breckenridge

You were most likely watching an NFL game on television when a Coors Light commercial hit the screen and you pondered to yourself what in the world the phrase "Taste the Cold" meant.

For me, it's one of those things where you have to remind yourself to breath because the phrase doesn't make one bit of sense. When I learned about the five senses in elementary school I knew pretty well that you could only feel the cold, but not taste it. Then again Coors Light doesn't taste real great, in my opinion. So, we can obviously see a possibility as to why that phrase was thrown together in the first place. If you can't tell, I don't really like Coors Light.

This isn't the first time I've posted about the advertising campaigns of Breckenridge Brewery. They're well-known for the television ads mocking big market beer commercials. I really can't get enough of them. According to a newer post by Beer Pulse, there is a new set of mockery commercials.

This new ad campaign puts me in the mood for possibly receiving a case of the Breckenridge sampler this Christmas which includes Vanilla Porter and Oatmeal Stout.