Scott and Joey Kanz go to St. Louis

It's times like this when I really miss Milwaukee. Say what you want about the location of Miller Park, but I like it right where it is as opposed to one of the suggested locations (downtown Milwaukee). The Miller Valley location allows for the greatest event in Wisconsin sports - tailgating. Busch Stadium is at the heart of downtown St. Louis, which means that the majority of parking spots are located in parking structures. We parked on the top floor of the concrete beast so that we could drink our beers without the interference of meddling employees. We had just under an hour until the game was scheduled to begin, so we started pounding beers like they were going out of style. During this short period of time I experienced one of the weirdest moments of my life - I puked up foam. I slammed a beer and immediately felt a reaction, and my body rejected the foam from the beer. There was no liquid; just foam. Ask Kanz, he saw me do it. To celebrate that accomplishment, I quickly slammed another beer then grabbed one for the road, and we walked on over to Busch Stadium to see some Brewers baseball.

It was a 5 block walk from our parking location to Busch Stadium, and the majority of the people making the walk were dressed in white and red. Considering the Brewers 2006 road record (a woeful 27-54), it was certainly understandable. We did run into a few Brewers fans along the way, but they were few and far between. At this point in the season, the Brewers had already guaranteed their 14th consecutive non-winning season (they had finished at 81-81 in 2005, which technically is neither a winning or losing season) due to injuries and lack of offensive production. Despite the slight letdown of a season, I was still excited to be here to watch the Brewers take on their National League Central rivals.

Home

I packed a cooler full of some fantastic Miller products that were meant to be used at the perfect moment in time. That moment arose when we saw this giant Anheuser-Busch come visit us signage. We parked the car along the side of the road and proudly stood wearing our Miller shirts and held our Miller Lie bottles in the foreground in defiance of the brewer that calls itself #1. We're from Milwaukee, and we will fight against anyone who stands in the way of good tasting and affordable beer. Step aside Budweiser, there's a new King of Beers.

We were looking for a place to purchase some fine Miller products and this corner bar stood out as a welcoming shelter. Not only did it have Miller Lie and Pabst Blue Ribbon signage in the window, it was called the. Cat's Meow. Dare we call it the greatest place on Earth? It would have been, except that it was a bar and not a liquor store, so we moved on down the road and stopped at a pantry store and picked up a 12 pack of Miller Lite. The next hour would feature nonstop drinking and hardcore Budweiser bashing.

Joe and I each pocketed a can of Miller Lite that we had planned on drinking on the way into the stadium, much as we always do on the walk into Miller Park. The difference between Miller Park and here is that you are walking on the street, where it is illegal to have an open container of alcohol. Since we weren't able to drink it on the way in, we decided to try and smuggle the cans inside. We figured that it was worth a shot, and at the very least they find them and take them away. Plus it gave me the opportunity to have this picture taken of me in front of the Bud Light sign holding a significantly superior beer. As long as I have a beer that has great taste and less filling, everything will be alright, even when I am in enemy territory.