Alex and Big Mike are back with another episode of Whiskey n Whine, and this week, we're barely holding it together. Literally.

After a marathon Oregon Ducks tailgate, a late-night football game, and enough traffic bitching to qualify for AARP, the boys settle in to drink Pilot House Distilling's Barrel & Tide American Single Malt Whiskey. But between Mike's fantasy football roster full of guys nobody's ever heard of, Alex's ongoing war with a rogue chipmunk living on his 50-foot-high deck, and a digestive system that apparently filed for early retirement, things go spectacularly off the rails.

At one point, Alex has to hit pause because nature calls, and Mike is left laughing while his cohost negotiates a hostage situation with his own asshole. Naturally, the conversation turns to potential sponsors. Depends? BlueChew? Why not both? We may shit ourselves, but at least we can still get hard as a rock.

Plus, the guys debate the ideal college football kickoff time for aging dads, complain about $880 hotel rooms in Eugene, question whether fantasy football is actually a game of skill, and discover that sometimes the secret to winning is simply not giving a shit.

Football is back, our teams are absolute dog shit, and somehow we're still drinking like we're celebrating a championship.

Alex and Big Mike settle in for an NFL Sunday full of overtime drama, fantasy football heartbreak, and the Washington Commanders discovering that even a tie can feel like a loss. Meanwhile, Mike relives the special kind of Cleveland Browns trauma that involves flying beer bottles, rogue batteries, and the NFL commissioner telling everyone to get their asses back on the field.

We also investigate the legendary 2001 Cleveland Bottle Gate incident, debate whether modern college students could dismantle a hydraulic goalpost, and question the engineering genius behind lowering a giant metal structure directly into the hands of thousands of drunk college kids.

Mike recaps an Oregon Ducks road trip that had perfect weather, legendary tailgating, free food for approximately 47 starving college students, and one minor inconvenience: the Ducks forgot how to play football. We also discuss Beaver optimism, late-night kickoffs, embarrassing your kids at Blazers games, and the potential introduction of a stadium hot dog launcher. Because nothing says family entertainment like catching a flying glizzy with your bare hands.

This week's whiskey is Weller Antique 107, a delicious $60 bottle that Oregon's liquor overlords apparently believe is a mythical creature. We both give it a Gold, because the bourbon is fantastic and our grading system apparently includes a penalty for living in the wrong state.

Plus, we pay tribute to legendary Bears coach Mike Ditka, revisit some classic SNL greatness, and discover that the only thing more painful than watching your team lose is watching your fantasy football quarterback score points against your actual team.

Pour something strong, prepare to be disappointed by your favorite football team, and remember: if your team can't win, at least your bourbon doesn't have to suck.

Cheers, you degenerates!

Buckle up - Episode 121 (yeah, we know we missed a couple of weeks) does not ease you in to it. We kick off with Alex's tour of the south with McKenna. Kentucky, Tennessee and Northcarolina in 4 days, too many flights and a plane that could not pressurize. Mike takes his annual trip to Cleveland - a reunion with McCurdy and finds more meat than he can handle (you do the math). It's loud, it's over the top and you really just had to be there. Ready to hit play?