As always, the mayors of the World Series cities are betting local products on the outcome. The mayor of St. Louis is offering up Budweiser and Twinkies (I am not kidding, even though that sounds like what a sad lonely college student would buy to drown his sorrows after a breakup.). The Detroit mayor is offering up a much-better beverage, spicy Vernors ginger ale.
Which, of course, leads me to my favorite story about Vernors: When Rob was a kid in LA, his teacher asked the class if anyone knew what Detroit was famous for. Rob, raised by a dad from Pontiac, Michigan, waved his hand feverently, sure he knew the answer. "Ginger ale!" he crowed.
Well, she meant cars, but close enough.