Summer Ale, Summit Brewing Company, St. Paul, Minnesota. Oh, Summit, how I honor you. But the Summer Ale never had a chance. If your favorite hockey player in the history of man was suddenly traded away without reason, without warning, and without a final goodbye performace how would you feel? August 1988: Edmonton, you know what I'm talking about. The guy replacing your favorite never has a chance. If this Summer Ale is the replacement for Summit's Hefeweizen (Hef would skate to 9 PUCK range if it is still in the league?) then let's all stop for a moment of silence. We lost a legend. We lost what could be Summit's only chance to obtain the coveted 10 PUCK trophy for 2012. So I digress from Summer Ale but when you have the Patrick Roy of beers roaming the crease of your heart and then he's gone, someone must pay. And that someone is all of us. Summer Ale, your shoes are too big to fill. Hit the road and come back with your big brother...your legendary cloudy wheat brother. My attempt to get a reply from Summit is still craving a reply.
FINAL SCORE: 6.5 PUCKS. The bottle earns a trip to the
BENCH. Summer Ale, you're good enough to keep on the team but so many of your peers stand out more. I want the Great One back. Send the cap to the
BENCH as well. Wife sips and says 8.5 PUCKS.
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