I got up this morning, and there on the counter was the cork and wire thingy (muselet) from last night's champagne.
If I have it at all, New Years Eve is the only time I taste the stuff.
But looking at the cork this morning, I thought... maaaaaaaan, just wait.
One of these Octobers, we'll all be popping a bottle of bubbly for a different reason completely.
One of these Octobers, it'll be the Cubs in that locker room, spraying it all over each other.
One of these Octobers.
Now, turn on the tube and watch some college ball.
Look back a couple posts and make one of those bloodies.
Or if you're bored, read about how not to open a bottle of champagne (I was televised).
And Go Cubs!