Over the years …and years and years of my long career as an alcohol enthusiast, there are a few traditions and that I have always embraced at a few of my local favorite pour houses. Karaoke, house shots, pole dancing, whatever the case may be; one of my all-time favorites at Captain Larry’s was always the time-tested awesomeness that is The Boot Race.
Two teams, two boots, the first team to pass around and finish their respective boot received the honor of having the next boot bought for them by the losing team. And considering the fact that the boot could be filled with 2 liters of whatever was on draft for a nominal fee, it’s pretty clear as to why this event would be a favorite of mine. Sadly, as with most things made of glass and the drunks that handle them, the boot(s) was lost to calamity and shattered into millions of pieces, never to return. Until, that is, I decided to purchase a new one for Capt. Larry’s 3rd anniversary party this past weekend. |
So after well over three years, it’s back and it is awesome. The boot was baptized using Lagunitas IPA, which there was no way in hell I was going to polish off alone, so it was passed around to everyone at the bar – but I did finish the job myself, gulping down the last few nearly lukewarm and sort of backwashy beer. Not the greatest finish, but definitely a triumphant return nonetheless. So if you’re in the neighborhood, I would recommend getting some friends together and ordering up a boot of your favorite brew. But if you break it, I swear on my mother I will hunt you down and break your thumbs. That’s a promise. |
damn, I should come home. I’d be like a ringer. cuz I drink alot haha….
all in due time, ye consumer of vast quantities
I talked to a liquor store employee about bringing a keg of the local ale when I visit. No reason it shouldn’t survive the drive. Its not quite homemade vodka infusions, but we do what we can.
You mean like a 5 gallon I hope?
Boot races make more sense then the local bloomington drinking “game” (the rules) — game in its loosest sense. I don’t understand how its even competitive. A game for douchebags.
Wow, I actually couldn’t even finish reading the rules, the amount of exclamation points on that blog made my eyes bleed. Yeah that’s not even a game at all. It’s basically “fuck the dealer” without cards, or chance, or…. never mind it’s nothing like that
Whatever size is the thin keg that fits in the kegorator.
Yeah, the game SO dumb it defies even modern language’s evolved set of insults. If you sink a cup, you pull out the cup and drink it.
I feel your pain. I have lost many a boot to drunken friends that set it down too hard, drop it, etc. While they always replaced my boots, I have since started using plastic 2 liter beer boots. It looks just like the glass one, but I don’t have to worry about friends breaking it during Das Boot races. While I still keep a fancy one for my personal collection, the plastic das boot is brought out for parties. The only place I was able to find one was here – http://www.oktoberfesthaus.com/category/beer_boots.plastic_beer_boots