CBF Morning Run: Being a beer snob, counting brews sold in Ohio Stadium, sorting out new Crew news, celebrating a bookstore, watching 'Dr. Stangelove' for the 10th time, traveling to Cooperstown and asking for s'more stout

My second beer was a tall can of Coors that I drank way too fast at the age of 16. I lived in Colorado that year and it seemed like the beer to try, especially since you couldn't get it in Columbus back then. I believe I only borrowed that beer for a short time. (As my cats often say: hjork.)