This Walt Whit was almost as smooth as Hamels’ performanceI’d like to start this post with something that simply must be said:
Choooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooch!
Yes, I was at last night’s Phillies game, a contest that featured a walk-off homerun by Carlos Ruiz, a player my brother deems “our most clutch; no contest.”
But enough about baseball—let’s talk beer. I would like to give the Phillies kudos for knowing their crowd, and offering an extensive selection of local brews at Citizens Bank Park. (Though I am not so happy about the uptick in price this year.) Last night, I downed a few Walt Wit’s from PBC and a Yard’s Philly Pale Ale, while my brother enjoyed a Flying Fish and a Sly Fox. Every “Brewerytown” kiosk has a different selection.
Ironically, all beers served at the games are the same price. Paying $7.25 for a Miller Lite is a complete rip-off, while paying a $2 markup on a beer that normally goes for $5 feels like an (almost) reasonable tax to pay for the privelage of watching the Phanatic dry hump on a lovely spring evening.
