Submitted by my brother, who, as a point of reference, just turned 21 and can still claim to be the only of his friends to have never thrown up after drinking alcohol:
Per my own creation, the day after the last of my fall quarter finals, my friends and I competed in the Beer Marathon. I started at 2 pm on Saturday, immediately after my last final. There were 5 contestants, including me. The basic goal of the game was to be the first to consume 26.2 beers.
I finished my 26.2nd beer at 11:30, which was 2 ½ hours ahead of schedule and an hour ahead of my nearest opponent.
My secret weapon? Arby’s 5 for $5.95. Also, I drew up a game plan. I broke down the event down by hours. I drew little beers and sandwiches and crossed them out whenever I consumed one. I also recorded pee breaks, at least for a while. Much of the night is a semi-blackout.
People said I’d be passed out by 8:30 because I was being too ambitious, but I wanted to party a little too, and that meant finishing early.
For the .2, the original plan was to pour a beer evenly across 5 glasses. But I was accused of some minor fumbles with my 24th and 25th beers … very minor spills … so I just drank the whole 27th to make sure nobody could take my victory from me.
Oh, and at one point I tried to give somebody a wet willy and they hit me in the nuts it hurt. Bad. I’m told.
So I finally completed (and won) the marathon and then I go to Skippers for a beer. The most painful beer of my life. Then I go to a party ‘til 4 am.
To summarize, in just over 10 hours I consumed 27.2 beers. No joke, this is the single greatest accomplishment of my life. And I don’t know if you were aware, but the Beer Marathon is my invention. My contribution to the world.
So what’s next? The Alcohol Triathlon: 18 beers, 6 shots and 6 of a yet-unselected alcohol, perhaps wine.
A copy of the Beer Marathon Game Plan is below.
Anonymous
Congrats Jake. When was the last time a non-Kenyan won a marathon?