Type: Sports Bar
Class: Average
It is easy to miss this seemingly tiny little pub as you drive towards the block of death (Baranof and crew.) They have a parking lot that fits 4 cars, a Jim Beam sign in the window and a front door with a porthole.
Inside, the place is well-lit and has numerous amusements: 2 dart machines, 2 pool tables, 1 roller game of some sort, a deer hunting game, pinball, and a Golden Tee 2003. The entire place was filled with fratty guys and once again, I was overdressed. No one seemed to care, but I still noticed it. A group of 4 guys were playing both pool and Golden Tee at the same time, rotating between both games. Numerous TVs (both big and small) are littered throughout the place and are tuned to various different sports programs and channels.
The most interesting things I found here were their beer pitchers. These pitchers have a white cone sitting in the center of them. I kept looking at the cone, trying to figure out what the hell it was. The I saw the bartender flip a pitcher over, fill the cone with ice and then screw on the bottom. Genius I tell you. What a perfect way to keep the beer cold in the container. Pure Genius.
While I would never come back to Bleachers, I can see its appeal as a neighborhood sports pub. There is lots to do and if you like fratty university sports guys then this is your place. It all seemed really gay to me, but I think that is just because there was not a single girl in the entire place (and there were about 12 guys here.) The drinks were pretty good and priced $3.00. I give Bleachers 3 and a half Martini Glasses out of 5.
--wOOt