4-Year-Old Style Clark Sheffield

Another season of baseball has come and, as far as I’m concerned, gone.  My Cubs were trounced in the playoffs, leaving me to focus on the NFL and my 11 fantasy football teams.  They also left me with a little higher alcohol tolerance, as their late-season heroics led me to drink more and more beer.  While my general preference is for Miller Lite or Bud Light, I actually switched to Coors Light in late August in order to support my team.  You see, the Cardinals and Brewers were making the NL Central a 3-team race and I wanted nothing to do with supporting the cities of St. Louis or Milwaukee.  It took me until September to realize that I should have been drinking Old Style all along.  While OS is brewed by G. Heileman in Milwaukee, it’s the official beer of the Chicago Cubs.  I had forgotten about picking it up because the only local retailer that carries Old Style is CVS.  So I purchased a 30 pack of Old Style Light and it has been treating me well, certainly better then the Diamondbacks treated the Cubs.  OSL is some good stuff.           Seriously, that's been my drink of choice lately, for a few different reasons: it's cheap, they do annual commemorative Cubs cans (though I can't think of anything about this season that should be commemorated), and it's cheap.  I do still have a can of OSL that was left over from the the 2003 playoffs; we only had one unfinished beer after Game 7 and we were too numb to finish it, so it was moved to the fridge in the house my buddies were renting.  I moved in with them in June of '04 and it remained there with me until May of '05 when I moved to a new apartment.  It stayed in my fridge's meat drawer, even though I got married in July of '05 (the fact that my wife tolerates and maybe even appreciates my psychosis is a big part of the reason I love her so much).  We recently bought a house and the Old Style can was a part of the move.  It is now resting safely in the veggie drawer, which is set to low humidity (or is it high humidity?), awaiting another Cubs playoff victory.  The beer must remain unopened until the Cubbies win again.  It scares me to think that I will one day have to open and drink that aged ale, that possibly putrefied pilsner, that long-overdue lager, but when the drought finally ends and the draught finally begins, I think it will all be worth it.

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