Why I like bars with no TVs
Goooooood Monday morning, all you Midnight Sunners. Did you see the game on Saturday? Oh man oh man oh man.
A couple friends, Amie and I wanted to go out for a late dinner in Federal Hill after the game was over.
But the neighborhood was going a little crazy, considering that the Ravens had just knocked off the Titans.
Then my buddy Crazy Joe said we should go to the Pub Dog (the clunky, semi-new name for the Thirsty Dog Pub, 20 E. Cross St.).
Not only do they serve food late, but they don't have any TVs ...
Sure enough, when we got there, we walked upstairs and there were four empty tables. Four! At 9 p.m. on a Saturday night! Turns out, everybody else was in the bars with TVs, still watching the Cardinals play the Panthers.
And, of course, timing was everything, too. When the Cardinals/Panthers game hit halftime, the upstairs started to fill up.
But we didn't care. We had some pizza, some beer, some laughs ("hee hee") and called it a night.
The sweet taste of victory is still in my mouth. Did you do anything crazy to celebrate?
(Photo courtesy of Pubdog.com)