In light of St. Patrick’s Day, here is the Beer Prayer that my friends and I are quite fond of saying before a night of debauchery. We get really into it. Down on our knees, hands joined, and all that good shit.
I’m going to a pub crawl later in Old Ellicott City with a few friends, teammates, and Kelsey. Pat plays the bagpipes and will be in his full Scotsman regalia. I suspect it will be quite splendid and will require a recitation of the above prayer.