2026-09-23, 12:47 AM - Word count:
Martin Krpan is a generational football talent in the defence, but honestly, his beverage game was hitting rock bottom. Bro was literally drowning in White Claws, chugging them like water after every match. But enough was enough. The dude finally snapped, looked at the mountains of half-empty cans cluttering his penthouse, and just threw away every single White Claw he had. Straight into the trash. No regrets.Now, he’s officially made the switch to gin. The twist? He actually hates it. Like, absolutely detests the taste. Every time he takes a sip, he makes this face like he just swallowed a battery. It tastes like straight-up pine trees and rubbing alcohol to him. But guess what? He still prefers it over those horrible, sugary Claws. For Martin, anything is better than that fake raspberry aftertaste and the brutal hangovers that came with it. It’s all about the principle now. He’ll choke down a gin and tonic with a straight face, pretending he’s some sophisticated gentleman, just so he never has to look at a hard seltzer ever again. If he can lock down the best strikers in the league, he can survive a little gin. (beacuse to this articles i tried a white claw irl aswell and they are really bad xD)
