Well, tragically, he fucking died because that’s about 46 more shots than any person should ever reasonably even think about drinking, especially in quick succession.
From Yahoo News:
French police opened an investigation on Wednesday following the death of a man in his 50s after he downed 56 shots during a drinking competition.
The man, who was not named, was attempting to beat the previous record of 55 shots in a bar in Clermont-Ferrand in central France on Friday.
First off, I want to meet the guy who set this previous “record,” because there’s absolutely no way he’s alive, either, unless the feat was accomplished over an entire forty-eight hour timeframe. Physiologically speaking, there’s about a 0 percent chance of surviving otherwise. Even if someone tried to conquer 55 shots in a 24-hour span, his BAC percentage would still be in the neighborhood of 0.834. Trust me, I did the math.
That number means you’re dead. Actually, anything above a 0.40 means you’re on the verge of going comatose and succumbing to respiratory or cardiac failure–unless you’re receiving medical attention and already being rushed to a hospital–as was the fate of this poor, poor soul.
“He swallowed around 30 glasses in the space of a minute,” a police source told AFP.
The man was driven home in a drunken stupor and emergency services took him in later that night.
He died the next day in hospital after falling into a coma and suffering a heart attack, his daughter, a 21-year-old student, told AFP.
Absolutely heartbreaking for his daughter.
Thirty shots in a single minute; just let that sink in. Most people have a hard time throwing down two back-to-back shots in a minute’s time and feeling okay afterward, but this psycho swallowed what was equivalent to just short of a 1.5 liter bottle. And then he kept going.
The bar manager told local daily La Montagne that the man was drinking “much too fast” and he advised him to stop after the first 30 or so shots.
But the daughter disputed this version of events, saying it was only after the 56 shots had been consumed that he was told to go home.
“My father died by his own hand but it was the bar that served him the drinks,” she said.
I’m trying really hard to imagine the nerve at hand here, both for the guy who was drinking and the barkeep who obviously enabled him.
From the sound of it, the man may have, in fact, pretty much polished off a bottle right off the bat, opposed to shooting back 30 shots in a row, but the fact that there was a known shot count here makes me question it. Regardless, there’s only one way he came into possession of all that booze at once: the bartender gave it to him, whether it was in the form of 30 shots straight up or a full bottle of liquor.
So, after he chugged enough to kill him outright, WHY THE FUCK WAS HE SERVED MORE?
I’m all for a good, healthy competition, but the audacity shown here by both the drunkard and the bartender render it anything but downright moronic. Anyone with a shred of common sense could tell you a 55-shot challenge is a straight death wish–as is a 21-shot challenge, for that matter.
The daughter said she would sue the bar if it transpired there was negligence in the case.
Police said the manager could be charged with “not assisting a person in danger.”
The manager himself said he was “very affected” by the death but declined to comment further saying he preferred to explain the events to officials.
Yeah, it’s pretty obvious there was some negligence in this case, and that the bar will likely lose its liquor license in the near future, if they even have that kind of oversight in France. It’s a shame the bar in question here would even boast some kind of record like this as if it’s something to be proud of or known for.
Some admonishment in closing: don’t do this on any level, kids. It doesn’t make you any cooler than you already are, grant you any kind of special privilege to better enjoy your night or birthday, or make you any more of a man or woman. It makes you dead, and that’s an idiotic notion..
[via Yahoo News]
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