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Don Larsen, aka Joe Sixpack, is a columnist
with the Philadelphia Daily News. In addition he is
a video personality on Philadelphia Online. The North
American Guild of Beer Writers recently voted him their
2002 Writer of The Year. In October 2002 he won five
top awards in their annual "Quill and Tankard Awards".
His first place trophys were in the following areas.
Three were in feature columns called " History,
Humor and Fiction, and Travel". Two awards were
in "general column" articles and "news"
articles.
Don takes his drink, and his sports, very
seriously. It is with great pleasure that Sports Lore
recieved permission to air a recent column of his. Here's
Don......
By Joe Sixpack
Posted on Fri, Oct. 25, 2002 on
Philadelphia Daily News
JACK DANIEL'S is coming
to town Monday in search of America's best tailgate
party. Which, given the pre-game scene outside the Vet,
is like trying to find a clean towel at an orgy.
It could get a little messy.
Wandering through the parking lots before
kickoff - especially on a Monday night, when fans have
a good 72 hours to get liquored up - is reminiscent
of the Do Lung bridge scene in "Apocalypse Now."
It's mass confusion, a sea of green-painted aborigines
toked up on alcohol and testosterone. And, yes, some
of them have live ammunition.
At its best, it's pure Philly. At its
worst, it's pure Marcus Hook.
OK, low blow. But I am concerned about
the well-being of the crew from Lynchburg, Tenn., trying
to single out the best group of tailgaters among the
pros on the Jetro lot. What is the criteria? Most sour
mash consumed?
John Barrett, the distillery's official
"whiskey professor," says he'll be looking
for groups that exhibit "creativity, team spirit
and food-and-drink preparation, especially using Jack
Daniel's whiskey with food."
The distillery picks a winner in each
NFL city, and the two conference winners get to go to
the Super Bowl with their teams.
I find it strange that a whiskey company
is sponsoring this contest for two reasons:
Technically, public alcohol consumption
is illegal in Philadelphia. Of course, official malfeasance
at PGW notwithstanding, that's the most overlooked law
in town. (Reminder: To avoid arrest or embarrassing
bottle confiscation, keep your booze in an unmarked
cup.) And Barrett assures us that Jack is perfectly
good in food recipes. "It's almost vanilla in character,"
he says.
But more to the point, tailgating isn't
really a hard liquor event. Whiskey at football games
is for the flask, to be smuggled into the stadium.
Outside, in the parking lot, the appropriate
beverage is beer.
Flowing from a keg or cracked open from
a sixpack, beer is the NFL's official lubricant of pre-game
festivities. Under the shadow of Joe Brown's giant football
sculptures, I've drained Pottsville's Yuengling from
a can and sipped Belgium's Chimay from a goblet. And
- between the inevitable group cheers of "E-A-G-L-E-S!"
- they both tasted fine.
Beer goes perfectly with almost anything
on the grill, or just a bag of chips.
And it is a beverage of moderation, which
goes a long way toward setting the proper team spirit.
No preaching here, friends. But drunkenness
just ruins a good time for everyone else.
That said, I turned to Russ Stephenson,
aka Tailgate Russ, for further advice on this matter.
The man's credentials as the undisputed
king of asphalt cuisine were certified earlier this
season when the city Department of Licenses and Inspections
blocked his attempts to host a 1,000-guest tailgate
party in the Vet parking lot.
Known for lavish affairs that include
couches, wide-screen TVs, masseuses and plenty of kegs
o' beer, Russ says there are five basic elements of
a successful tailgater:
- Clear skies. "If you've got terrible
weather, it throws a monkey wrench into all your plans,"
he says. There's nothing worse than drinking out of
a soggy cup. That's why this Monday night (forecast:
possible showers), he's headed to the protection of
I-95, where the elevated highway behind the F.U. Center
offers ample dry space.
- Good people. "You want folks who
are into having a good time," says Russ. "There's
an old saying, 'In the parking lot, we're all on the
same team.' "
- Guests who contribute. "And I
don't mean just having people kick in 10 or 15 bucks,"
he says. When guests have a stake in the party - an
appetizer, a folding table - they feel they're a welcome
addition. Here's a suggestion: Everyone brings a favorite
six-pack - something brewed within 50 miles of Philly.
- Music. "That's the key to any
party," says Russ. A live band, DJ, boom box
- it doesn't matter.
- Food. Keep it simple, says Russ. "I've
got 4 basics: U-15 shrimp [the big boys] brushed with
barbecue sauce; boneless chicken breast marinated
overnight in Wishbone Italian dressing; beef fillet
marinated in Jamaican jerk season and pork tenderloins
soaked in Goya's Mojo Criollo, a lemony herb marinade.
"Tie some fresh rosemary around the
tenderloin," says Russ. "It looks like you're
grilling weed, which leads to a lot of stories around
the fire.
"When you pull it off the grill,
cut it all into bite-size pieces, so you can eat it
with your fingers. Don't worry what the girls say."
As for beer, Russ brings along a cooler
of Bass and Guinness to make his own black-and-tan.
"I love the microbrews," he
says. "But what I've found is the masses like their
Coors Light and Bud."
In any case, figure on 35 people per keg.
And one other thing: Beat the Giants!
Joe Sixpack, by Staff Writer Don
Russell, was written this week with a glass of Stewart's
Old Percolator Coffee Porter. He appears every other
week in Big Fat Friday. Contact him at the Daily News,
Box 7788, Philadelphia, Pa. 19101, or via e-mail: joesixpack@phillynews.com
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