This is one for my British readers (probably the few male ones) or any European football fans out there.
My brother’s two loves – football and beer – collided at a promotional event for Newcastle. I’m not talking about the English city but the ale. He got to sample some free food and drink beer, which is really what most men want when you get down to the nitty-gritty of things. I wasn’t there, so I’m afraid I can’t elaborate much – my brother is a man of few words.
As a bit of clever marketing, the people running the event gave out some Newcastle Brown Ale beer glasses, and they offered to have them engraved. My brother – who thought he was being clever too – wanted to get his glass engraved with the name of one of England’s most famous strikers, Alan Shearer, who was born in Newcastle Upon Tyne.
But the surname proved to be as foreign to the American engravers as pumpkin pie is to most Brits.
I don’t think Alan Shearer would approve of the end result. My brother, who claims he spelled the name out for his American compatriots, wasn’t too pleased either – but at least the night will remain memorable, even if it’s not for the right reasons.