To be truly great, a sports bar must also have good food. Or terrible food served by waitresses with enormous breasts. For a sports bar making its food real good-like, hit up Pour George.
Delivered by a team of guys from various walks of life (Shorty's.32 chef, contractor, bar enthusiast...), this new food-forward joint feels like a cozy Dublin tavern thanks to a working fireplace, a Guinness tap from an owner's father's pub in Ireland, and quote chalkboards, but holds up the sports end with eight enormous flats & a giant projection, decorative lockers & benches, old-school photos, and a bathroom with mugshots of players including LT, who's probably in the one next to you getting "game ready". The aforementioned next-level grub kicks off with bar bites of braised pork belly and smoked white beans on grilled sourdough, Korean-style double-fried chili garlic wings, and crispy cod fritters served with garlic cream, after which you'll want to cleanse your palate with Ginger Baker. Burgers get topped with fried onions and housemade BBQ, or blended with steak tartar seasonings (capers, cornichons, shallots...), while non-burger options include soft shell crab w/ bacon mayo, and plates run from fried chicken to sauteed scallops with bacon succotash -- eat too much, and the suffering will be yours.
Drinks keep it interesting, from a list of "unusual" vinos to 'tails like the jalapeno tequila/ Combier/ agave Hot Marg, while the 10 taps will ooze suds from operations like Capt. Lawrence, Sixpoint, and Goose Island, also a nickname that can get you banned from hooters.