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My Game Day Pours
I watch the market open the way I watch first pitch at Fenway: eyes locked, heart rate up, coffee swapped for something hoppy the second the closing bell rings. These are the beers that survive every packie run and every Seaport fridge clean-out — the ones I crush during Sox day games, sneak into backyard wiffle tournaments, and order on autopilot when the bar’s three deep and the Celts are in the fourth. Some are hometown legends, some are hazy hotshots, but every one of ’em has earned a roster spot in my personal beer bullpen.