2 days ago
- Health
- Wall Street Journal
9 Beers and 9 Hot Dogs in 9 Innings? Challenge Accepted.
I leaned back in my nosebleed seat, seven empty cans of Coors Light littered around me and eight hot dogs marinating in my stomach. I tried to remember how I ended up in this place, so sick and yet so determined to keep going.
I'm not a big drinker, nor can I remember ever craving a hot dog. Oh right, I was attempting the '9-9-9.'
