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in pursuit of the juiciest wine: day eighteen

Daniel Gehrs Syrah 2005

Daniel Gehrs Syrah 2005. Out the window facing east.

I watched three World Cup futbol games today. Ghana looked real good. They passed well and moved up and down the field well. They had a Brazilian flow to them. Classic Brazilian. Not the 2006 Brazil. Ug.

Germany, however, Germany. Oh my. Their passing was amazing. Each player knew right where to be, and each player knew where the other was. They played like they had a collective consciousness. I love passing because there’s always movement. Moving the ball around is what excites me. Good soccer like good poetry is always moving and doing, and this German team played like what Rainer Maria Rilke’s poetry would do on the pitch. Here’s hoping Daniel Gehrs Syrah 2005 is as good as this German team or the Ghanaian team.

Since this Syrah is from California, I expect it to taste exactly like a Syrah – spicy, plummy, and dark berried, or dark berry-y. Ha. I find many Californian wines to have little imagination. They are safe. You will get exactly what you want, which is fine, but like good poetry and soccer, I want my wines to do. I want them to do things to my nose, tongue, and mind.

Allons-y.

I love the nose. There’s some yummy plums being kicked around with some flowers and black pepper and maybe some honeydew melon.

Mark Rothko's Red on Maroon

Mark Rothko's "Red on Maroon."

It’s not as dark as I expect. It 70% Opaque. It’s dark maroon. It’s darker than Mark Rothko’s maroon in “Red on Maroon.”

Mmm. Yummy. Smooth and jammy with a peppery finish. It’s like a Zinfandel, but lighter.

This is what I call a round wine because it’s full and without holes. This doesn’t mean big bodied. This is a medium-big body. A light bodied wine can also be round. It’s round because that is the shape I feel.

This wine is smooth like Ghanaian futbol. It’s not predictable like dumping the ball in the corner and crossing it into the penalty area. No, this has fluid movement, and it moves around and around. It’s not German soccer or Rilke poetry, but I will enjoy it, especially for $10 a bottle.

By the way, I’m pulling for the U. S., Ghana, Germany, Brazil, and any other surprisingly fun teams.//


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