Hunter S. Thompson’s Book “Hey Rube” is Full of Fine Beverage

The man who once set out across the California desert with a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, and random mixers constantly involved alcohol in his writing in his search for the American Dream. Thompson’s ideas would eventually find their way onto a column on ESPN.com called “Hey, Rube”, which would eventually be compiled and released in the book “Hey Rube: Blood Sport, the Bush Doctrine, and the Downward Spiral of Dumbness—Modern History from the Sports Desk”. Here are a few select fine beverage quotes from the book:

On Sean Penn: He had been drinking a vile-smelling liqueur called Fernet-Branca for two days and nights, falling asleep frequently in the middle of conversations and fouling his pants when he got excited-but I sensed a sly duplicity in him, like a teenage girl acting drunker than she really is, so I gave him plenty of room.
“The Man Who Loved Sport Too Much” November 12, 2001

…I was locked up all night in my own cistern. It was a nightmare, but it gave me time to pay attention to Anything for more than nine consecutive seconds. And I had some hashish and a large brown bottle of 1982 Petrus, and even a Coleman lantern.
“Rewarding the Ugly” May 27, 2003

But so what? Basketball season is over, and now it is Summertime. Yes sir. Red Bull and grandma’s apple pie.
“Rewarding the Ugly” May 27, 2003

When the game was over, I drank some Persimmon juice and called John Wilbur in Hawaii.
“Football in the Kingdom of Fear” October 10, 2001