BOSTON — Just after 3 p.m. on an otherwise normal Wednesday afternoon, Andy Lachlan, sporting a bruise on his left eye, headed into Hennessy’s on Union Street to catch the England-Croatia match.
Rumors swirled that Lachlan and his Scottish country mates — the traveling pep squad known as the Tartan Army — had drained the pub of all its beer on Sunday night. False alarm. These soldiers of sunshine had merely consumed all the lager, ale and Guinness. Plenty of that yuppie American IPA remained.
