The Man is not an oppressive governmental regime. Nor is it that movie with Jules Winnfield and the dad from American Pie. It’s not even the hit single from recording mega-star Aloe Blacc. The Man is simply the boss. It’s DayMan without the coffee. It’s our base IPA and a beer we plan to bastardize in every way imaginable. In its most basic form, The Man will contrast a reliable malt bill with a rotating cast of hop characters based on whatever hops are fresh and making us particularly horny. Whether it be a single-hop variety or a balanced blend, The Man will always deliver on its clean, bitter promise.