In This Week’s Show, episode 243, I pull up my big-mammal pants and try out for some sports that I might just be able to play… if I wanted to.

Now, grab a beer and help us test the god hypothesis — because, while Chumunda (Hindu Goddess of fear) hasn’t struck us down yet, we are trying their patience!

Shea’s Life Lesson

This week I learned that goth anti-vaxxers refuse to listen to the Cure.

But before we get to all that, let’s have a beer!

This Week’s Beer

Rübeaus Raspberry Beer from Founders6

ACTUALLY from Steve E(??)

* BA Link: https://www.beeradvocate.com/beer/profile/1199/23474/

* BA Rating: 3.9

* Style: Fruit & Field Beer

* ABV: 5.7

* Aaron: 10

* Shea: 10

* Steve: 6

This Week’s Show

Round Table Discussion

Thanks to Jon for a generous donation to help Jenn get remote-teched out

Great show!

June 20, 2019 by Fuzzyesquire from United States

Been listening for two years, each show is hysterical, great conversations and just a fun time. Thanks for all the laughs and good times.

If you want to send us beer we’ll have a new address soon, so now’s the time to email us!

This Week’s Stories

Ok Shea, this one’s for you.

I’ve finally learned about sports...

Not tried, of course, but I read about them online.

Oh yes, I’ve put on my finest pair of pigeon-cleats and went for a jaunt in marry ol’England to partake of their finest sport...

Kottobas - Antiquity

Of course, if not for the Greeks we wouldn’t have the wonders of Dwile Flocking. It’s... let’s say predecessor... probably, Kottobas was a favorite circa fourth and fifth centuries BC.

To begin one must first tap a new vat of wine and serve to friends and enemies alike. Once the goblets near empty, contestants would assume the sporting position... reclining on there dining table, and deftly flick the remaining wine sediment from their glass at a target.

Apparently success in Kottobas was a precursor to success in affairs of the heart — because those who competes in the wine-games sees only 10s.

Pulling Your Goose

The Mid-17th century was a glorious time for animal based sport - and masterbation jokes.

To begin pulling your goose you need some rope to tie it up with and a horse. The goose is hung by its feet from a tree or whatever and contestants take turns riding the horse at a full gallop and try to grab the goose’s head.

The goal, because everything back then was terrible and covered in the blood of the innocent, was to pull the gooses head off. Thereby forever enshrining your position as a master head puller and also, I assume, winning you the goose-head. Also you’re, “crowned” as the “king” for one whole year with a crown and mantle. At the end of his “king” reign, he has to indulge his “subjects” to a feast of beer, cigars and bread pudding or sausages that is held either at his house or the local pub. Kings compete with each other to become the “emperor”.

The event is still practiced today in Belgium, the Netherlands, and Germany. Though use of a live goose was banned in the 1920’s. Though purist still argue that half the challenge was the bird flapping about, and a flaccid goose just isn’t as much fun to pull on.

Dwile Flonking - 1960

First things first, we’re going to have to get into a gaming mood with a rousing round of Dwile Flonking.

One of the more recent inventions of English sport, Dwile Flonking comes from Norfolk, min-1960... and almost certainly a pub. The rules are simple enough.