The best nights
never get
advertised.
Cheap rack hours on a quiet Tuesday. A round on the house when the fight goes twelve. The league sheet before it fills. None of it makes the website — it goes to the list, and the list gets there first.
Get on the list
Name and email is all we need. Phone only if you want the odd text about a one-night thing.
A couple of emails a month. We never sell your details, and every message has a one-click unsubscribe. That is the whole deal.
- First word, every time League signups, trivia and karaoke nights, the big fights. The list hears before the website does — and before the room fills up.
- Offers that never hit the site Quiet midweek deals, cheap rack hours and food comps that only go out by email. No codes floating around the internet.
- Something on your birthday Tell us the date and there is a free hour on the felt waiting for you. Bring people; they pay.
- First taste of the new stuff Seasonal cocktails and menu changes go to the list before they hit the board.
A real sports bar, with a pool room.
Rush Hour is seventeen tournament tables — Diamond and Brunswick, 7-foot and 9-foot, Simonis cloth on the Diamonds — in a room of their own behind an exposed brick wall. On the other side: a forty-foot wood bar, twelve taps from $4, a full kitchen and grill running late, the big games on the screens, and two TouchTunes jukeboxes instead of somebody else’s playlist.
Pool is $8 an hour per player in the afternoons, and pool is walk-in — take any free table.
The honest version
How much will you email me?
Does it cost anything?
Do I have to give you my phone number?
Does being on the list hold me a table?
What is the birthday thing?
Can I get off the list?
Don’t hear about it
afterwards
The list is free, it is short, and it is the only place some of this ever shows up.