On my all-inclusive holiday to Cyprus last month, I had the opportunity of limitless cocktails from the hotel bar. I went through pretty much every single one on the menu. Sex On The Beach was initially my favourite, until I discovered Pina Colada.
During that clasic Czech Republic v Holland match, I think I downed something in the region of 9 - 12 Pina Coladas, in the company of a couple of Dutch guests and several Greek waiters (a week or two prior to their glorious tournament victory). Utterly off my face, I was later violently ill in my hotel room bath, but it didn't seem to matter. I had found a new friend.