I wonder how it was for a major league hitter in the Seventies when they realized they were going up against Nolan Ryan or in the eighties against The Rocket. Knowing there was a good chance your bat would never touch the ball in four trips to the plate.
That’s kinda how I felt looking at and taking my first sniff of the 2006 Aquila D’Oro, a Tuscan Red billed as a “dry red wine.” My first thought was, “the streak is over.”
There was just something about the lack of nose for me, nothing coming through, that told me this wasn’t going to be my night.
The first sip was like a 100MPH scorcher right down the pipe that I didn’t even have time to swing at, which translated meant, this wasn’t going to be my night.
I let the wine sit open for about a half hour before coming back to it and the wine had settled in a good way. This was a mellow wine, and definitely as dry as advertised.
Ultimately, it wasn’t great, a real battle between pitcher and batter, working the count to two and two. The next pitch was off speed, but crazy and I managed almost a check swing, just tipping the ball with the end of the bat. It corkscrewed up the middle past the pitcher and just out of reach of the shortstop.
SINGLE
$3.99
Sometimes you have to be lucky to keep a streak like this alive. This was one of *those* nights…
