Well, the game wasn't the outcome I was looking for, and the haters will still hate (this team has had to deal with a lot of BS talk about being pretenders), but I think it was pretty clear that my Eagles were the best team in the NFC this year, hands down, and that it's also pretty clear they missed being the best team in the NFL by a margin of 3 points. I actually don't think there's been a football season in recent memory where the NFC and AFC were this evenly matched. And although I'm a little bit heartbroken, I'm going to take a moment before I touch on whisky to extend my congratulations to Andy Reid and the Chiefs. Hard fought game. You guys showed true grit. Now I don't mean to gloat here now, but I drank some really good whisky tonight. Highland Park Cask Strength, Elijah Craig Barrel Proof, Templeton 10 Year Single Barrel, and Laphroaig Lore. I started with the Lore and now I'm ending with the Lore. I started to give my team good luck, hoping for good luck, because the bottle was green and black and white, and I stared with it because it was my best whisky, at least on paper. But paper is never that great because on paper the Eagles defense should have eaten the red and white alive. Paper doesn't always tell you the truth. But the Lore is the Truth. There was obviously a lot of care put into this whisky even if it doesn't bear an age statement, the smoke is prominent but subtle, not overpowering. The trace of ozone that I noted on Laphroaig Cask Strength Batch 015 is present in the background as is the ocean spray plus a touch of the sweetness from the sherry cask single malt that's in the mix here. Every aroma here is well balanced on the nose, and the balance continues on the palate. The sherry is mixed with the peat on the palate, such that it reminds me of the Sherry Finished 10 Year or the Talisker DE in many ways. Again, the word that comes to mind is subtle. It's Laphroaig, but it's the most tender version of Laphroaig, like the lullaby version of Laphroaig. Perhaps, what I mean, is that this is the easiest Laphroaig to drink that I've had. It's much better than the 10 Year Sherry Cask. Less complex than the Cask Strength 015 but also a lot less assaulting on the senses. I'd take this over Warehouse 1, and the only thing that really competes is the PX Pedro Ximinez Cairdeas. So, I end the evening with my family in bed, my mom and dad and sister and brother-in-law and sister-in-law having left, alone. Football season is over. I'm taking my wife to a BYOB Wednesday to celebrate Valentine's Day where we'll have a bottle of Sancerre Blanc, and then, because football season is over, it'll be time to go sober-whatever for a month until St. Patty's when I plan to open Blue Spot. Got to let the liver recover a little bit, as we all need to let our livers do from time-to-time. Again, I salute the Chiefs, but I've still got a lot of love for my Eagles. You brought us to the brink. You just couldn't get us to the top of the mountain. I love you anyway.