Soccer Daddy

I was running late to last year's staff Christmas party. Quite late. So when I finally showed up, a few folks were feeling pretty good already and one shouted "There's our soccer daddy!" when I entered the bar. I don't know what that means. I asked them what it means and they shrugged. I told them right then and there that it would become a beer someday.

It took about 8 months, but I made a beer worthy of that name. I still don't know what it means, but I also don't know what to call our traditional German Weissbier dry hopped with the same hop load I give most of our hazies. I don't think that really matters. This is a delicious beer whatever you want to call it!