40oz bottle...drank from the bottle. Looks to be a clear pale yellow. Aroma of corn, skunk and boiled greens. Taste is the same. Light bodied with a thin texture. Fizzy carbonation and no finish. Overall, it’s crap. But what do you expect for about a buck per 40oz?

My Rose Bowl beer, dedicated to Michigan’s former quarterback, the one and only John Navarre. Has the appearance of the water in a washtub following the removal of a soiled Wolverines uniform. Dirty brown, veiled with the worn hue of another hard-earned bowl defeat. Despite the ferocity of the helm...er, label, this Division I beer starts with a delicate, conservative three yards and a bushel of corn approach fitting for its style’s tradition. Nutrient-leached greens, left on a lineman’s plate to the chagrin of his loving mother, swim among the husks. Do I punt on 3rd down? No, I play each down knowing I’ll eventually break through sobriety’s line. And, it’s this predictability that keeps me sipping as the game foments (or ferments).

40oz bottle from some store in the middle of nowhere Michigan, consumed out of a paper bag in the backseat of a car on 6/2/06. Deeply golden, with strong amber tints, really speaking to the heavy amount of corn syrup in it. Though I did not decant it, the head foamed up quite nicely in the bottle, very white and fluffy, with fair retention (no lacing). Ahem....The nose is a stale barley aroma, much like budweiser, without any note of hops. Highly cerealic graininess, though mushy and doused in corn syrup. Some very light crisp lager yeast notes are slighly redeeming. DMS is heavy from the outset though, with light rancid cabbage and huge amounts of black/white pepper. Sweetness, however, does not overwhelm, dosent have that typical medicinal/cough syrupiness. The flavor, at first, seems passable for a malt liquor, with a decent amount of real malt flavor, certainly bolstered by some biproducts of corn syrup fermentation, which, while not exactly pleasant, are acceptable for the style (plastic, light powderiness and vanilla). Everything goes right out the window, however, when you arrive at the finish, which is just a mouthfull of boiled yams, cabbage and stale, rancid corn. Huge DMS, alcohol and plastic, with a light stinging sensation makes you sorry that you ever took a sip. Just hugely chemical in nature and truly disgusting. Mouthfeel is highly carbonated, though less syrupy than many. Still, plenty of sugars make it through.