I love the Olympics. I also love England, English history and all of the English things in the entire world. All of them. Even Voldemort.
Because of this, I’m especially loving the 2012 Olympic Games, held this year in London (in case you hadn’t heard). Having Kate Middleton, Prince William, Michael Phelps and Bob Costas all appear on my television screen within the same half hour? That, mates, is brilliant.
Watching the Olympics is something that should be done, if at all possible, in groups. Who wanted to watch solo in 2008 when Michael Phelps and Team USA beat the French in the Men’s 400m relay by eight-hundredths of a second? Ditto for Kerri Strug’s amazing sprained-ankle vault performance in the ’96 Olympics.
For these priceless feel-good, triumph-of-the-human-spirit moments, you’ll feel less like a dork if you’re in a room full of other people who are freaking out as much as you are.
And aren't the Olympics all about community anyway?
Last Friday I went out to the Three Lions’ Pub in Shorewood to celebrate a friend’s birthday, and I realized that this is the perfect place to watch the games. We happened to be there during the Women’s 200m Butterfly, sitting next to the 100" screen in the back of the pub, noshing on mushed peas and sipping Strongbow. Oh, and our waiter was Australian.
What’s better than watching very British Olympics while sipping on very British cider and being served by a citizen of the Commonwealth – next to a picture of Harry Potter? I'll tell you what. Nothing.
Co-owner David Price told me that the pub is "a good destination for all fans to come and feel as close to being in Britain as possible, from this side of the pond." I couldn’t agree more.
The fare is a lovely blend of straightforward English dishes and American favorites. I had the fish and chips (fantastic – they also have a Wisconsin version) but was tempted by the Welsh rarebit. The extensive beer selection also impressed me; as the Brit…Read more...