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Okay, here we go, sports fans.

Afternoons on the score.

The other big article over The Athletic, and everybody's kind of writing about this now

if you're in the Cubs sphere, is about how they're all drinking Mallort.

Every, like, after every game, the Cubs player of the game is doing a shot of Malort.

The shot of Malort for the player in picture of the game becomes a pretty fun thing,

post game.

You guys, very Chicago.

After the game, too, it's like embracing the struggle, embracing the pain.

Are we in the trust tree, Tanny, Alex, score listeners?

Either you're in the circle or you're out of the circle. You want to be in? Let's go. You don't want to be in? That's fine, too. Let's go. I've never had a shot of Mallort. Never once in my life. I, you know. The one's tricked you into it? No. Like, I smelled it once, And I was like, no.

This chick's like, you got to go by Wrigley Field and do a shot of this stuff called Malort. You could only get it in Chicago. If you ever had the Chicago Police Department, you got to do four shots in the Lord before you catch your first burp. But what do I know? I'm only a seventh generation Chicago police officer. Alex, are you a Moulart guy? I've had it.

Not my favorite.

Okay.

It's like drinking cooked rubber.

If a tire was boiled into a drink by your enemies.

Props to the Jepson family and all Swedish immigrants, frankly.

And to those of you who stand for it as a badge of honor.

Anyone else drinking the hard stuff?

What do you got, sir?

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