And they aren’t even talking about Matt Prater: Anheuser-Busch, the league’s second biggest sponsor (the brewing giant sponsors 88 percent of the NFL’s teams), is none too pleased with the recent Ray Rice and Adrian Peterson and Greg Hardy situations. In a statement issued to the NFL today, the makers of Shock Top — so they know something about bad decision making — said, “We are not yet satisfied with the league’s handling of behaviors that so clearly go against our own company culture and moral code. We have shared our concerns and expectations with the league.” It’s one thing for a sponsor to fire off an angry letter instead of actually cutting ties with a sponsored entity (Radisson got it right), but having the people who mass produce Natty Ice question your commitment to a moral code is harsh.
That must be a thing in the City of Wind– dumping beer on an opposing player’s head.
Don’t see how the Tie Domi thing in Philly is any worse than this: A (husband and wife?) tag team stole Adam Pardy’s helmet and dumped a beer on him after he was checked through the glass last night:
As you may be aware, loyal readers, if this sort of thing happened here, it would be national news about how Philly fans should be caged, prodded and probed for the betterment of society. Chicago hooliganism, however, will just be glossed over. That said, you got to respect this guy and his conviction that stealing the helmet was absolutely the right thing to do. Like, a head popped into the crowd and the only logical thing he could do was steal the helmet for his mantel. And then just to stake the claim, his partner dumped beer on the vacant cranial.
The worst people in all this are not the fans, but rather the dickhead Jets who decided to start a scrum along the boards while their teammate’s head was in the danger zone and a pane of glass laid on top of some innocent bystanders. Real cool, guys.
More Chicago fans: On Sunday, a Bears fan husband won a bet with his Packers fan wife that allowed him to taser her after the Bears-Packers game:
Grant told police he and his wife made a bet that he could use a Taser on her if the Bears won.
The two were in the alley smoking a cigarette at one point when Grant used the Taser “two times on her buttocks,” according to a criminal complaint filed in Dodge County, Wis.
Grant’s wife then called police.
“Hell yeah it hurt,” she said, according to police.
Grant was charged with felony possession of an electronic weapon.
OK, that’s actually kind of hot. What happened next?!
No really. I swear.
This study and handy little pastel-colored infographic from Team Marketing Report ranked the average per-ounce beer price around all of Major League Baseball, and the Phillies finished at 37 cents– expensive by any human standards, but cheap by ballpark standards. That’s good for 22nd in baseball (around where their record stands!).
But average is sort of a misnomer here. That would indicate that all beer prices were taken into account. Which they were not. It’s $7.75 for a 21 oz. domestic* at CBP– roughly 37 cents per ounce. But that seemingly doesn’t take into account the many craft beers that are significantly more expensive (and I can assure you that Lee Porter has never paid the minimum $7.75 for a beer). It also doesn’t take into account the fact that the $7.75 cheapest beer is among the priciest in the league. So, while the per ounce price at CBP, at least for domestics, is relatively cheap, the barrier to get in my bell you cold delicious beverage entry is on the high side.
Anyway, at least we have another reason to not be a Red Sox fan– 60 cents per ounce. Ouch.
*I can’t find actual documentation on this, but from other articles and those of you on Twitter, I believe that is the going rate. If anyone can dispute this, please do so in the comments.
7 p.m.: Phillies play the Braves in Atlanta on Comcast Network (reasonable chance it gets rained out).
7 p.m.: Flyers play the Maple Leafs in Toronto on CSN.
Ryan Howard’s The Office appearance.
10:30 p.m., after the Phillies game: Great Sports Debate on Comcast Network. My iPhone-filmed piece with local producer and food blogger Lee Porter airs (around 11:15). Lee, for the second year in a row, has put together a Citizens Bank Park beer list, with locations. I hung out and walked around with him for four hours last Friday night at the on-deck series as he painstakingly logged every beer in the ballpark. I shot it with an iPhone and it will be on TV tonight. After the show, at around 11:30, Lee will post his list, conveniently in spreadsheet form, conveniently just in time for the home opener, and conveniently for all your drinking needs. I’ll link to it and post video at the same time, but do check it out on GSD.
Reader Nick sends along this photo, taken this week outside Beer Heaven on Delaware Ave., of Andrew Bynum loading “a case or two” of Corona into his Ferrari FF.
Hey, here is Andrew Bynum at craft beer shop picking up a case or two of Corona heading to the Wells Fargo Center. Says he will be back in February. Also says he will sign with us!
How many titties do you think Bynum is going to pour his craft beer over? 2? 10?! Some odd number that makes you stop and take pause??? The possibilities are endless. But hey, did you hear what he said? He plans on coming back and staying (!!!). Cool beans.
Snark aside, let me applaud Nick for that ballsy photo. Bynum is looking right at him. But Nick don’t care. He was not to be stopped. He spotted a loon and, by God, it was going to get on the interwebs. Good man.
While you’re in the mood, check out BuzzFeed’s post on the Bynum saga as told by increasingly strange and depressing headlines. My Twitter made it in there. So proud.
H/T to all-star CB reader Dom (@DominicPerilli), and CJ
And yes, that is a 30-inch high inflatable Smirnoff bottle in the corner
We’ve discovered more pictures from Claude Giroux’s weekend.
Following some Baggo at the North Shore Swim Club in Northern Liberties on Saturday and mugging with John Bolaris ex-Playboy girlfriend, Erica Smitheman, on Sunday, G continued the party at his house, where he smoked this girl in beer pong:
We’ll let Alexandra (@alexanndra) explain her night:
Yeah, no shit he does, Santino. Crushing at beer pong despite sizable post-op casts on both wrists? Ginger strong.
It was Giroux's second night in a row playing beer pong with the locals, it seems. This Tweet, 24 hours earlier:
Somewhere, Paul Holmgren prepares his musket. DON'T SHOOT, PAUL! DON'T SHOOT!
H/T to commenters and (@ENighti) for the heads up
Photo: Philadelphia Beer Enthusiast
Don’t ask how or why, but the folks over at ChocolateCoveredMemories.com – which sounds like a website to share your prom night experiences – were sweet enough to put together a comprehensive spreadsheet of all the beers at Citizens Bank Park. It’s quite impressive… and delicious sounding. We can't embed it because it's in fucking Google Docs, but give it a look.
H/T to Zoo With Roy