READY, SET, CHUG!
WILL COCKERELL ENJOYS SOME PROJECTIVE SHOWERS AND EXPLOSIVE RUNNING IN A LAND WHERE DIFFERENT WORLDS COLLIDE
BEER MILE WORLD CLASSIC
THE CURIOUS, the doyens and those up for something completely different came to Barnet Copthall’s Saracens stadium for the Beer Mile World Classic, the US version of the Chunder Mile. It is pointed out by those who partake of the latter, that the ‘BMWC’ is the easier event, due to less quantities consumed, but there’s no reason why the two can’t coexist without bitchiness – just as clay-court and grass-court tennis do, or Twenty20 and traditional cricket.
Clad in baseball caps, Corey Bellemore (left) and Dale Clutterbuck (right) get off to a great start
Anyway, how to describe such fare? Co-race announcer Josh Muxen had a fine stab: “They’ve battered the wretched beast of time and battled man’s ultimate nemesis – sobriety. Now these gastric gladiators turn their attention to each other in a true clash of the titans. Women and men swoon, and babies cry at the mention of these glorious bastards of beer.”