By Doug Halberstadt
I’ve always considered myself a bit of a purist when it comes to watching professional football. I would much rather watch a game in my living room, as opposed to actually going to the game. Granted, the color and pageantry of a live game is something that can’t be duplicated at home, but if you really want to see the game, I think there is no better place than my living room. I even prefer it to the local sports bars. I’ve had that hard-line stance for several years.
I may have had my opinion swayed a little bit this past weekend. Sunday evening, my family and I went out for dinner at RBI’s, 3870 N. Perryville. We got there somewhere between 5:45 and 6 p.m. The place was packed with football fans. After about a minute, I could see why.
They had multiple large-screen TVs with a great variety of games on. Most of the people were watching the Packers and the Chargers. A couple of the other screens were showing the Raiders and the Broncos, and I also saw the Giants and the Patriots on a couple of others. From the table we were seated at, I could easily see all three games simultaneously. It was great. In my living room, I only have one TV.
Usually, I’m not a fan of a bunch of people yelling and sharing their unsolicited opinions on the game(s) when I’m watching them. That’s why I stay at home to watch my football. At home, I don’t have to listen to the hooting and hollering every time a receiver makes a catch or the running back goes for more than 5 yards. I expect those guys to do that. It is their job.
The reason I was willing to make an exception this weekend was because there was no Bears game on. I wasn’t as concerned about being able to see all of the replays or hearing every comment made by the announcers. I wasn’t overly emotionally attached to any of these particular games, so I figured what the heck, I’ll watch the fourth quarter away from home. It wasn’t a bad decision.
I’m not saying I would go back to watch a Bears game, but the next time Chicago has a Sunday off, I could easily see myself hanging out there catching the other teams in action. In addition to their great atmosphere for watching the games, RBI’s also serves up some terrific broasted chicken — and that is something I CAN’T get at home.
From the Nov. 9-15, 2011, issue