One of those tough decisions in life.

On Saturday afternoon at roughly 2:30 p.m., I was thrust into the unenviable position off making a sad, sad call.

Pull the plug, or not?

I pulled the plug.

Our second of two kegs of Schlenkerla Urbock, one of my favorite beers in all the world, was off. Sour. Perhaps drinkable for some, but not for me. The first one was delicious, but something had gone tragically wrong with the second, and there was only one way to make it right.

It was taken off tap and will be returned to the wholesaler.

I cried ... although I know there'll be another time.