Welcome back to FTW’s Beverage of the Week series. Here, we mainly chronicle and evaluation beers, however gladly broaden that scope to any drink that sets well with sports. Yes, even cookie dough scotch.
First off, enable me to askforgiveness for a heading referencing a awful film from almost 2 years back. I am referring to, of course, the timeless 2006 car Failure to Launch starring Matthew McConaughey (playing, boldly, Matthew McConaughey) and Terry Bradshaw (playing, boldly, Terry Bradshaw). It’s simply that a evaluation of Sammy Hagar’s rum got a good traffic rub by dropping a “can’t drive 55” line in there and, well, your youngboy requires those clicks.
But yes, Bradshaw is the newest celeb to wade into the crowded swimmingpool of well-known folks hawking alcohol. His Bradshaw Kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey. The Hall of Fame quarterback, substantially less than that nation vocalist, remarkably respected 2000s movie star and pre/post-game program staple is a guy of numerous skills, and now he’s stepping into the malt videogame — or at least loaning his trackrecord to it.
That that trackrecord … phew. Bradshaw’s Super Bowl distinctions are all over this dang thing. The bottle just has 3 printed labels and his NFL titles are discussed 4 times. This bottle drops “IX, X, XII, XIV” like a common episode of Lost tossed out “four, 8, 15, 16, 23 and 42.”
This likewise offers hope. Bradshaw’s a southern male with a history of success. Of course he’s gonna understand bourbon. His malt oughtto lie on the upper spectrum of star alcohols.
On that scale, some are quite fantastic, like Blake Lively’s Betty Booze. Others fall flat, like Hagar’s Beach Bar canned mixeddrinks. Let’s see where Terry fits.
There’s a particular sweettaste that remains off the boozy whiff that welcomes a newly put glass. A sweet corn, grain-heavy odor. It’s got the color and cache of a quality bourbon, and it satisfies the requirement of the label’s style even if its name is a deeply unserious guy.
There’s a struck of cloves up front, presenting a fast peek at the banana-ish overtones you’d discover in a great hefeweizen. Then comes the oak and vanilla, wentafter by a light burn that advises you that, yep, this is a scotch that clocks in at 103.9 evidence. It comes in heavy and makes it clear the spirit didn’t invest too long in the barrel befor