In 2011 we instituted a rule in our fantasy football league that each week the worst performing manager would have to take a shot of the choosing by the best performing manager. Why? Because we love schadenfreude. Given our group of friends things have escalated. Shots of cinnamon that have lead to puking and shots including borderline inedible stuff (grass and dirt) have been taken.
I had dodged the bullet for 20+ weeks but this past week my team was, in the words of Charles Barkley, "turrible". I finished with a third of the points that the winning manager, Danny. This is about three standard deviations of suckitude. Danny gave me a penalty that was relatively mild by our league's standards, but nonetheless unpleasant. Enjoy for your viewing pleasure, the recipe is at the bottom.
"Your shot, inspired by the great state of WI:
1) Cook yourself up a Johnsonville brat (or the closest thing you can find), in water and 1 pint of your favorite brew. Eat the brat, and enjoy. Save the juice.
2) 1 shot of Fleishman's Vodka (wisconsin's best) mixed with 1-2 shots of ice cold milk
3) Chase with 8 oz of brat/beer water. And enjoy."
At least it's not as gross as fertilized baby duck eggs. Other interesting shots:
- Fish sauce, Andre & Miller High Life (given by me to my buddy Ryan)
- Bailey's and Lime Juice
- A man shot
