What's in a name? At Rocksport , everything. First, "rock": classic rocky bands grace the stage of the cavernous Alaska Junction bar several nights a

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Best Unvarnished Sports Bar

What's in a name? At Rocksport, everything. First, "rock": classic rocky bands grace the stage of the cavernous Alaska Junction bar several nights a week. (On occasions when Hell's Belles is the featured act, the place goes buck wild.) Next, "sport": this is a sports bar, and it's built for speed. There are televisions of all sizes affixed to virtually every hard surface in the place, there are random sports and beer memorabilia everywhere, there's a plethora of fried appetizers on the menu, and well liquor will do the clientele just fine. "Don't mess with me, just give me my game" should be the Rock-sport's mantra. That's all any real sports fan really wants, and there aren't nearly enough like-minded establishments within the Seattle city limits that recognize this as acutely as the Rocksport does. Whatever whiffs of cheese the Rocksport emanates, it more than makes up for in its singular drive to slake the armchair quarterback's thirst.—Mike Seely

 
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