The members and their guests would throw quoits (basically iron doughnuts) at posts, eat roast pig barbecued with cayenne pepper, and drink the punch Jasper Crouch, a freed slave who knew his mixology, would make for them.

For a colder, rainy tailgate, the perfect companion is hot buttery brandy with the perfect blend of fall spices that can confuse you, for a minute, if you close your eyes, that you’re drinking hot cider.