I’m gonna be honest here people, the 2009 KC Beerfest was the suck.  It’s hard to speak ill about an event put on completely by volunteers, but maybe it’s time to volunteer a little harder.  I got a chipped tasting glass to start things off.  It seemed like most of the actual breweries bailed on the event, leaving volunteers that didn’t know about what they were serving, and a number of tables seemed to have a completely mixed bag.

There were a couple major improvements though.  First, the sports bar.  Now you don’t have to worry about your asshole friend(s) complaining about missing the game.  The giant, corner tent also served as a great place to duck behind and take a piss to avoid the long lines at the port-a-johns.

Second, the fights.  Holding the event in Crimedot, I’m a little amazed it took me three years to see some blood at an event focused on four hours of drinking.  Unfortunately, I forgot my camera, so you only get the cell phone pictures above.  I missed the actual blows, but I got there in time to see a man get cuffed, a woman get cuffed next to another man already in cuffs, and some fat dude with blood streaming down his face.  To hear the people around me say it, some chick busted the guy up and had already been carted off.  Apparently the table-leg sized clubs the security was walking around the event with was not enough to prevent people from scrapping mere feet from the exit.  I also passed a hoagie-sized pool of blood in the stairwell on my way out.

Stay classy, KC Beerfest.