Skadouche! (that is Irish/Polish for "welcome")

Well...here we are...phinally. In November of 2007, the boys took it over. By "it", I mean, a bar that WAS called "Jager's." And, by "boys", I mean, a combo of two (whom we will only refer to as "Nitwit" and "Dum Dum") that are Irish and Polish. Hence the name...The Irish Pol. Learn it. Live it. Love it. "Spicoli, you had a shirt on when you came in here!" Wow, I am confused. Anyway, this is the kind of bar that we all wish we owned. Trust me, I know, I am there enough. It may seem like a load of crap, a line, or me just telling you what you want to hear, but when I say it is the cheapest in Olde City...it is by far the truth. I have lived in this neighborhood for over 13 years, and have watched the pretentious bars blatantly rip people off for no reason. We obviously all have the same rent, so why do they need to triple the price of your drink??? Because there is a red rope out front? Because they have a brainless meathead door guy playing fashion police out front telling you what you can and can not wear? Then, they have the fucking nerve to charge a cover to even get in?!?!?! What is wrong with people? Not just the people running these joints, but the people that bend over and take it! Why would anyone ever wait in line to put up with that shit! Plus, if you are waiting in line to get in, you know you are going to have to wait again at the bar to get your drink...and then pay triple the price for it! Go ahead...bend over...take it!!! Meanwhile, I will be around the corner at The Irish Pol...where the amateurs seem to thankfully avoid. No music so loud that you can not talk to the person next to you. If I wanted the music so loud that I could not talk to anyone, I would be home drinking alone...playing music that I wanted to hear...not Justin Fucking Timberlake or any other crap that you hear at every bar all the time. Seriously, who goes to a bar jukebox and spends their money to hear a song you hear ALL THE TIME! "Hmmm, here is my dollar. I would like to play AC/DC's 'You Shook Me All Night Long'....no, wait...how about Van Halen's 'Jump!'" Loser.

The Irish Pol is anti-all-that. No frat dicks whose testosterone goes up with every sip of non-beer (anything mass produced that changes the beer recipe to save money and uses rice and force carbonates...i.e. Coors Light, Miller Lite, Bud, etc.) and then wants to either fight someone or degrade women. No ditzy broads asking for Cosmos!!! This is a beer and a shot bar! Leave your vain at the door. Like I said, it is the kind of bar that you wish you owned. One that you would enjoy yourself at every night. It is the perfect combination of all things that make this work. The variety of beers on tap (40 craft beers that change weekly...sometimes daily), the very low prices (it is like everything is always on special), the atmosphere (the place has a natural attitude...and I mean that in a very good way), the staff (more like the family), and mostly, the people. This is the kind of bar that polices itself. The patrons of The Irish Pol are very territorial. That treat the bar like it is their own. They respect The Pol. If you fuck up, the person sitting next to you will tell you first. They don't want that shit, or like that shit, or take that shit at THEIR bar. It is them, the regulars, whom I would really like to thank. They truly make this bar what it is.

I saw a sign on a bar in Seattle that summed it all up. "If you are racist, sexist, homophobic, or an asshole...don't come in."