The first impression was breathtaking: soldiers raising Ol' Glory on Iwo Jima, "Support Our Troops" emblazoned on the front of the can and the Pledge of Allegiance stamped on the back in a font large enough for our aging WWII veterans to read it. I was so excited to try this beer that I couldn't even wait until it chilled to the perfect 38 degrees so I cracked one open while still room temperature - the perfect test of a beer's drinkability. Well, it's a nice light amber lager, good color, smooth pour, and tastes like an invigorating hybrid of Schlitz and cat piss. This one really took me back to my youth and reminded of Red, White & Blue (see picture).
This beer may be the answer to all our problems. Hard day at the office? Relax, Ol’ Glory will meet you at the door and rub your shoulders as you sink into your Barcalounger. Your hydro colonic appointment isn't for another 2 months because Groupon way oversold them? No problem – a 6-pack of America's brew will clear you out like a Tijuana taco stand. So while the rest of the world chokes down their fermented yak milk, kick back, crack open an Ol’ Glory and watch some Seinfeld on your giant plasma television. America!
I don't always drink beer, but when I do, I prefer Ol' Glory.