I'm not even going to waste my time with an in depth review of this place.  The menu is generic and the food mostly repulsive - guac dip, Monaco \""focaccia\"" (nothing focaccia about it, it was flat bread plain and simple), even the onion rings and fries were gnarly (and I'm Irish and must eat potatoes with every meal).  The clientele was immature, obnoxious, and way too drunk for 4:30 on a Friday (I'm talking connecting several straws together and walking around to other tables to drink from their beers through the extendo-straw. . .oh, and taking pictures of each other's ass cracks).  The service was miserable (I must have said \""no ranch dressing\"" about 10x and still somehow wound up with it, and our waitress seemed unable to deal with the four tables in her section nor had any clue what the marinated chicken was marinated in).  And for a sports bar, my husband and I were literally the ONLY ones in the place interested in any of the games they were showing (though people were cheering \""suck, suck\"" for the aforementioned extendo-straw chick).\n\nThe only possibly redeeming thing about this place is that it is ridiculously cheap for happy hour and their nightly specials.  But you get what you pay for.