If Thoreau live blogged the Super Bowl, he might just be getting his beer when the Steelers got the first touchdown. The beer might be from New England. It's not clear that he never drank. He threw an annual watermelon party in Concord, and there are mentions of there being wine there. In fact, a summer watermelon party is to Nineteenth Century Concord what a Super Bowl party is to Twenty-first Century America, maybe.