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Bordeaux - a tongue-in-cheek take...

The next offering in our trip down memory lane to the early days of the WNP Wine Club is a jovial and unserious look the revered Bordeaux and some less revered English footballers...


 


Some musings on Bordeaux...


In the world of wine, there are various regions whose names ring out more loudly than most others. Names which are hallowed, which take up the exclusive shelves of your favorite wine stores, and which can be found on dusty bottles, stacked in precious wine cellars the world over. These are regions which demonstrate the very best of what a country’s wine culture produces – places like Rioja, Napa Valley and Barolo, where wine is the principal industry and it flows through the veins of the people who live and work there.


However, one name resonates louder than most, and one name is revered above almost all others in the world, having influenced almost the entirety of New World wines and having dictated the nature of fine wine as a concept, an idea and an image throughout the centuries and across the globe. That name is, of course, Bordeaux.


Bordeaux has been producing fine wines for centuries, and has consistently been regarded as a city of viticultural excellence and influence throughout its history. It produces some of the most expensive bottles the world has ever seen. Many in the wine world hear the 'B' word and immediately conjure mental images of Lafite, Mouton, Le Pin, Haut Brion etc. However, I often see current form Harry Maguire and Aaron Wan-Bissaka. When I think of Bordeaux, I think of English football. Bordeaux invented the game, for a long time owned the game and looks down its nose at these new world clubs who probably do it better but have less 'history'.





I'll let you into a secret, but promise you won't tell anyone? I'm not really a fan of Bordeaux! Obviously that's almost as mad as a teetotaller's feelings on wine in general, however, I feel I can be open and honest around you guys...


Whilst Bordeaux can be astonishing and is filled with unbelievable nuances that make it such a complex and fascinating region, it can also be self aggrandising, pompous and condescending. A good Bordeaux is beautiful, long and complex - like me, if I were complex and beautiful as well [context for online friends - I'm 6ft 6] . In the UK it is often over priced and talks about itself with far greater reverence than it is due. Back to the football - for me, often it is priced because of where its from rather its technical ability. Like an English player with a solid Premier League season under its belt, a lower end Bordeaux can quickly price itself way above its station. A shabby supermarket St Emilion is like a liquid Andy Caroll. A mediocre Majestic Medoc struts its stuff like Francis 'I cost more than Bergkamp’ Jeffers. Despite Bordeaux carrying an Englishman premium it is very much worth exploring. For every Andy Carroll there is a mid-priced champion that is a perennial favourite, a figure of uncomplicated excellence year after year - fancy a James Milner? Then try a Ch Montaiguillon. Big fan of Andy Robertson for £8m? Ch le Croix du Marbuzet is just £14.





The real quest is for the Jamie Vardy's of banks of the Gironde. The golden boot winners who were signed for the same price as some mass-produced mediocrity who sits on the bench for Sheffield Wednesday. A sub £8 Bordeaux that encapsulates the mystery and romance of the region is the Holy Grail...





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