Yes I suppose I’m a little late to the game here, mostly in a literal sense. But the hurt and rejection I’ve felt since that One Game Wild Card has sent me right into the arms of the Warriors, without once looking back. Tis’ the season of the Fall Classic, however, and my love for the great game of baseball requires I pair it with a little Spanish wine. So without further prattling over love lost…
Wines to pair with the 2018 World Series
For the Red Sox Fan– Look. I haven’t like the Red Sox since they took us out in the 2003 AL Division Series, when I decided to hate them even more than the Yankees. But, as any A’s fan should, I’ve learned over much deliberation and Coors Light, that it is simply just our fault. And although we’ve given them so many of our young players over the years, I do want to thank them for the Josh Reddick and Brandon Moss kinds of seasons, where games at least turned fun again. Plus a couple of my favorite people are Red Sox fans. I think for this erratic sort of relationship, we should drink a funky, erratic sort of wine. The Escoda-Sanahuja ‘La Llopetera’ should work just fine. Sometimes it’s elegant and sexy, sometimes it’s barnyardy AF, but I always seem like it in the end. It’s made of Pinot Noir, which is not indigenous to Conca de Barberà and I typically doesn’t roll on my wine list. But I tend to make exceptions for things I like.
For the Dodger Fan– Hey ya’ll, you let me live in your fantastic city, very close to Dodger Stadium, for almost 2 years. In that time I went to a lot of Dodger games, drank a lot of Micheladas and even got to see my boy, Yoenis Cespedes knock a couple balls in the playoffs. This isn’t to say I want you to win, though. Do you think I’ve forgotten about 1988? I do miss my Dodger fans something fierce up here, and look forward to every visit and every glass of bubbles we drink at Cafe Stella. So for my beloved friends in blue, the Can Sumoi ‘Ancestral Sumoll’ is a perfect fit. This delicious, zero zero semi-sparkler is made from the sumoll varietal and grown in the hills of the Penedès. It’s half way bubbly, all the way delicious and best drunk out of Porrón. See you soon, Los Angeles.
When Manny Machado Comes Up to Bat- Gosh I hate Manny Machado. Anyone who throws a baseball bat at my boys should probably go down in flames. But of course, this angsty little dude is playing World Series baseball, so let’s down a little vino when Manny comes up to bat. For Manny, I’m going straight to the Priorat for sheer brut force and the power to fight back. Mas Martinet ‘Camí Pesseroles’ is my drink of choice here. It’s herbal, dark, powerful and elegant. It’s like one of those warm, summer night games in Oakland, where we are about to lose but win in a walk off in the 9th. It says I see you, I don’t forget you, but I’m certainly stronger than you.
The Win- Ok I honestly don’t care who wins here. If the Red Sox win, maybe I can hear less about Tom Brady. If the Dodgers win, maybe they’ll stop playing that old ass Kirk Gibson footage. Either way, I’ll be excited when this series is over and we can look forward to Spring Training in February. So for that tiny glimmer of hope, I’m drinking my number one stunner right now- Matías i Torres Negramoll. Grown on the little island of La Palma in the Canaries, the Negramoll has the red wine power to keep me warm on winter nights, with the style and playfulness of summer love and baseball diamonds. It’s all I can ask for, really.
Happy World Series, everyone
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