EuroBeery 2012: England v Ukraine, Sweden v France
It's the end of the EuroBeery group stage tonight. Thankfully.
When I started out I knew I'd struggle with a few countries as, despite one too many Ratebeer get-togethers, I've not had too many beers from some Euro nations. It's made some match-ups unfair and others overtly one-sided. Never mind, eh. That's football.
So to assist matters tonight, I'm going to let the countries help fight it out through the medium of dance.
Group D: England v Ukraine
A confident England field the regionals for the first half. Fashion and fad are transient; class is permanent. Bitters by Adnams and Harveys are quintessentially English ales; on cask, they're world-class.
The Ukrainians can't muster a reply. They think it's all over.
They go all out with embroidery and flamboyant trousers:
England reply with mad bastards dancing with swords in a pub:
It's the rappers wot won it, Brian.
Result: England 3 Ukraine 0
Group D: Sweden v France
You can tell that Sweden don't really want to drag Närke Kaggen Stormaktsporter off the bench. It's been there a few years, has blazed brilliantly in the past though it is in danger of fading away in the near future. But it's an early lead and goals = points = prizes, Bruce.
Let's call that two goals. Let's suppose that all France have left in their bag of beer talent is Vieille Brune by Brasserie Thiriez. Let's say, because it's the best French beer I've had, it's worth two goals.
Who wins? There's only one way to find out.
Sweden go for something that reminds me of Chigley:
Whereas the French have synchronised epilepsy. In black and white:
Yay for Sweden.
Result: Sweden 3 France 2
England and Sweden go through to the knockouts. I'll sift and sort the beer-off fixtures tomorrow.
When I started out I knew I'd struggle with a few countries as, despite one too many Ratebeer get-togethers, I've not had too many beers from some Euro nations. It's made some match-ups unfair and others overtly one-sided. Never mind, eh. That's football.
So to assist matters tonight, I'm going to let the countries help fight it out through the medium of dance.
Group D: England v Ukraine
A confident England field the regionals for the first half. Fashion and fad are transient; class is permanent. Bitters by Adnams and Harveys are quintessentially English ales; on cask, they're world-class.
The Ukrainians can't muster a reply. They think it's all over.
They go all out with embroidery and flamboyant trousers:
England reply with mad bastards dancing with swords in a pub:
It's the rappers wot won it, Brian.
Result: England 3 Ukraine 0
Group D: Sweden v France
You can tell that Sweden don't really want to drag Närke Kaggen Stormaktsporter off the bench. It's been there a few years, has blazed brilliantly in the past though it is in danger of fading away in the near future. But it's an early lead and goals = points = prizes, Bruce.
Let's call that two goals. Let's suppose that all France have left in their bag of beer talent is Vieille Brune by Brasserie Thiriez. Let's say, because it's the best French beer I've had, it's worth two goals.
Who wins? There's only one way to find out.
Sweden go for something that reminds me of Chigley:
Whereas the French have synchronised epilepsy. In black and white:
Yay for Sweden.
Result: Sweden 3 France 2
England and Sweden go through to the knockouts. I'll sift and sort the beer-off fixtures tomorrow.
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