For me, golf and Guinness have always been a great combination. It's my drink of choice every Sunday afternoon after playing my weekly Sunday morning club competition as I sit down with my four ball and have our post-mortem on our best and worst shots of the round, what went right and wrong and how what time we want to do it all again next Sunday.
Sometimes my post-round Guinness is a celebratory one, more times than not it's a therapeutic one after the Championship Links at Royal County Down kicks my butt. Other times, the thought of it is the only thing keeping me sane on the back nine during those rounds where you forget how to swing a golf club.
