You know when people say a bar reminds them of cheers??? Well, this bar is full of people that can beat the shit out of Cliff, Woody, and even Sam(I dont care if hes a former Red Sox relief pitcher) I say that in a friendly way– maybe I should say that the beer was cold, the pitchers were great and the darts were sharp. Rumor has it that Keith Hernandez would sneak in here between double-headers and take care of business– but It cannot be confirmed.