Apparently, this Associated Press photo of the World Cup trophy is actually a replica model made out of 11 kilograms of cocaine. It was confiscated over the weekend at a Columbian airport. All it really makes me want to do is watch that 30 for 30 episode “The Two Escobars” again.
As you can see from the videos, this episode gets gangster…
By now you’ve heard that former No. 1 overall NFL Draft pick JaMarcus Russell, who was cut this offseason by the Oakland Raiders, was arrested and charged with possession of codeine syrup at his home in Alabama. Something tells me there is much more to this story, but whatever. And for the record, I blame the Notre Dame Fighting Irish secondary – which gave up 332 yards to Russell on 21-of-34 pass attempts in the Sugar Bowl on Jan. 3, 2007 – for helping this guy get Paid In Full.
Likely an ideal beer for an afternoon spent soaking under the Florida sun, Native Lager is not exactly something the natives should be overly proud of.
Though the bottle art (newly redesigned featuring images of fish, gators and a rising sun) adds a little intrigue to the eyes, there is really nothing notable that separates this offering from the other styles of lager floating around. The label reads “born and raised in the sunshine state…somewhere between the water and the sun” and contains unmarked freshness dates on the bottles of the six pack I came across at Total Wine & More.
Poured from a 12-ounce bottle into a pint glass, a fluffy white head dissipates into a cloudy golden hue. The lager is nearly aroma-less except for the scent of wheat or yeast, which matches its taste. It’s heavy and bland on the pallet, followed by a rustic aftertaste that leaves taste buds yearning for something more.
