Between the degenerate gambling, the blonde bombshell of a wife, and taking kids half his age to the woodshed on a week in and week out basis, Phil Mickelson personifies everything I want to be as a middle-aged man. Recently, it was confirmed that he not only drinks out of the Claret Jug he won at last year’s British Open, but he only allows the finest of beverages to touch said trophy.
From CBS Sports:
“I’ve loved having the Jug with me for the last 12 months,” he said. “The people who know and love the game get a big kick out of it. They really appreciate what it means to hold such a famous trophy. And drink out of it.
I only let them drink the good stuff of course. There’s been nothing in there that is sub-par. But the best was a 1990 bottle of Romanee Conti wine. It wasn’t on my dime thankfully. It costs about $40,000.”
That’s right, $40K per bottle, or an average skins game with Paul Azinger.
When my fraternity brought home the Greek Cup last year, we thought $5 bottles of André would do. Granted, we didn’t actually win the Greek Cup as much as we broke into our rival fraternity’s house and stole it. Either way, it was cause for celebration.
Here’s to Phil retaining the Claret Jug this weekend, and to many more stories of Phil being Phil.
[via CBS Sports]