5.07.2009

Lots of girls...lots of FDNY... Let's see what happens next....
I think things are back to normal.... STAY TUNED.
There's a woman at the bar who claims to be a stripper...... She keeps flashing her boobies at us. WTF? It isn't even nightfall yet!

Thursday, May 7, 2009



ARE WE IN LONDON? OR IS IT SEATTLE?

With all of the rain beating down on us this week, it's very hard to tell if I'm still in New York City. I cannot recall ever living through such a long stretch of rain like we've had so far, and it's only Thursday. And from what I'm hearing, we're supposed to continue to get rain until SUNDAY!!! I wonder how many folks have gone "Seattle" on us and jumped out of their windows from being depressed by all of this rain. Of course, one can only imagine how many babies will pop up nine months from now. And it certainly hasn't helped business- face it, who wants to trek out into the pouring rain to meet up with friends? Seriously?

That being said, I was impressed by the diehards who braved the crappy weather to participate in our Pub Trivia night. We had a few newbies in attendance, and once they saw the monsoon taking place outside, they figured their better option was to hang out and when in Rome....

We had a new team Johan Jobs (get it?) win last night's trivia challenge and the $30 bar tab that came with the win. An interesting group of guys that bordered on funny/annoying for most of the night. In spite of that, the night in general was pretty cool. You can check out the pics from last night on our FACEBOOK PAGE. And while you're there, if you haven't already done so yet, sign up to be a fan of Third and Long.

During the course of the night, I was talking to some of the patrons about the upcoming Star Trek movie and how it's gotten pretty good reviews (really good reviews actually). We began to discuss the box office possibilities and began making predictions on it's opening. And that gave me an idea. I would like to invite you, the readers of the blog to chime in with your predictions for Star Trek box office opening. And I'll go one step further: If any reader can predict the opening number for the movie (i.e. how much it will make), I'll buy you a drink. Just leave your predictions in the comment box by 12 noon on Friday and you'll qualify. Good luck!
TONIGHT: $15.00 Buckets, Miller Lite/Coors Light (5-10pm)!

5.06.2009

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

OLE OLE OLE!

Last night's celebration of Cinco de Mayo featured tequila shots. LOTS of tequila shots. And Coronas. LOTS of Coronas. And of course, plenty of mugs of Bud and Bud Lights. All the makings of a night filled with hook ups and debauchery. And there was plenty of that!









The crappy weather kept the place from being a total shit show, but it was a pretty busy night nevertheless. A couple of things I've noticed over the last couple of weeks:

*I'm not a fan of guys wearing backpacks in the bar. It makes you look geeky and it gets in the way of anyone who tries to walk through the crowd.

*What's with all of the hook-ups in the bar lately? Seriously, it seems that the last week or so, there has been a serious uptick in couples linking up and getting their freak on.

*This one is a long time coming..... But can we please cut out the overuse of Parmesan cheese on their pizzas? It smells like barf and makes the bar smell as if someone puked all over the counter.

*I find myself mildly obsessed with the JewFro. What's up with that?

There's more but quite frankly, I'm too pooped to keep listing them.

CHAMPIONS LEAGUE SEMI-FINALS: BARCELONA vs CHELSEA (2:30pm)


And finally, WEDNESDAY NIGHT PUB TRIVIA tonight at 8pm! As always, registration begins at 7pm and the fun begins at 8pm! Great drinks specials all night like $3.00 Mixed Well Drinks for ladies, for example. And of course, you and your team have a chance to win a bar tab, among other prizes!


See you tonight!


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5.05.2009

FIGHT RECAP

So after running around for the last few days, I finally have a few moments to catch up with you before we get hit with our Cinco de Mayo crowd. I have to post about the recent HATTON/PACQUIAO championship fight, simply because it was such a surreal experience.

We had been receiving calls all afternoon regarding the fight; mainly questions about reservations, cover charge, etc. and the calls kept coming throughout the day. That should have been an indication of what to expect for the night.

Around 9pm, people began filing in to claim a prime viewing spot for the big fight. We had the Game 7 matchup between Chicago and Boston taking place at that time, so the crowd that was there was already hyperactive. Then you started to notice the British contingent of fans filing in, which was to be expected. What I didn't expect, however, was the Filipino contingent that would soon take over our bar.

By 10pm, the place was packed. The basketball game was still going on, however, the undercard fights were still taking place so I didn't have to worry about a conflict just yet. What I did begin to worry about was the comfort level of the bar. With so many people in the bar, it was starting to get hot. The AC could only handle so but so much and soon enough it started to peter out and the place started to feel like a sweatbox. That, however, did not deter most of the capacity crowd, there to see the fight.

When it came to fight time, the place was buzzing with electricity. We had the front windows open to get some much needed air and the sidewalk was at least five deep with fans wanting to watch the fight but couldn't get in. As the fighters were announced and their national anthems were being played, the fans of each fighter started chanting at one another. I felt like I was at an English soccer match. It was that loud and intense.

When PACQUIAO's name was announced, the fans went into such a frantic rage of enthusiasm that I couldn't hear myself talk. My ears were ringing it was so loud. So loud in fact that I seriously thought we'd get a noise summons. It actually freaked me out for a moment.

The fight finally began and both men went at each other like a couple of wild dogs. The pace was fast and furious and the crowd loved it. When HATTON landed a punch, the British contingent cheered him on; when PACQUIAO countered, the Filapino contingent cheered right back. When PACQUIAO landed his first knockdown of HATTON, the Filipino contingent erupted with glee and again, I thought we would get shut down from the loud noise being generated from the bar. When HATTON went down again, the PACQUIAO supporters could smell blood, just as the fighter could himself.

And when the eventual knockout came about in Round 2, bedlam ensued. The Filipino fans went ape-shit, dancing on the tables and hugging and kissing one another, while the British contingent hung their heads in shame and shock. The whole scene was something you would see in a World Cup final match, for lack of a better comparison. It was crazy.

Lucky for us, no one got hurt (aside from some bruised egos) and everyone had a great time. I underestimated the fan base of MANNY PACQUIAO in this fight, but you can be sure that I won't do that the next time he fights. He is truly the class of the boxing world.


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El martes, el 5 de mayo de 2009

CELEBRATING CINCO DE MAYO

Today is Cinco de Mayo, the day that Americans choose to celebrate the Mexican heritage. The common thought amongst most folks is that May 5th is Mexico's version of their Independence Day; In reality, Mexicans celebrate their Independence on September 16th. Cinco de Mayo is remembered for the battle between an ill-stocked Mexican Army and their hated and much more powerful enemy, the French. A battle that the Mexican Army somehow won, sort of a David-Goliath matchup at the time. Personally, I never understood the point of celebrating something that has nothing to do with us, but hey, when in Rome...

In any case, we Americans look at Cinco de Mayo as a festive holiday, notorious for getting blitzed with Coronas, tequila shots, cheezy hats and bad quesidillas. We've had pretty festive celebrations of Cinco de Mayo in the past and I expect more of the same today; especially in light of the fact that it falls on a Tuesday this year, which is a pretty busy night to begin with as it is also DOLLAR DRAFT MADNESS.

Think of the combination: DOLLAR DRAFTS+ CORONAS+ TEQUILA SHOTS= madness.

I expect a busy, messy night. Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole.....ole!


CHAMPIONS LEAGUE SEMIS: Manchester United vs Arsenal (2:30pm)


TONIGHT: DOLLAR DRAFT MADNESS, Cinco de Mayo style! (Coronita buckets, 6/$15.00, $1.00 Bud/Bud Light mugs, ALL NIGHT LONG)


NUFF SAID

5.04.2009

Monday, May 4, 2009

INTERNET IS BACK .... I HOPE.

This post will be brief as I have to open the bar today. I wanted to "debrief" everyone on the weekend's events, including the PACQUIAO/HATTON fight, but that will have to wait until later today. As I mentioned before, I had problems with my Internet connection last night, so I couldn't get a full posting in but now that the juice is back up and running, I should be able to make a full posting once I get settled at the bar later this morning. Let me just say that the fight itself was surreal, as was the antics surrounding the event.

Don't forget, it's Monday which means it's RECESSION MONDAYS (4pm - close), featuring $2.00 Domestic Draft mugs and $1.00 Bud/Bud Light mugs!

Thanks for your patience and look out for a fresh update later today!


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HEADS UP: INTERNET IS DOWN. UPDATE COMING SOON...

5.02.2009

Saturday, May 2, 2009

SERIOUSLY, IS THERE SOMETHING IN THE BEER?

Late nights at Third and Long has seriously become the Bunny Ranch of late. A couple of nights ago we had the strange couple who practically had sex in front of our eyes on 3rd Avenue. Last night, another couple chose to handle their business at the bar itself. Literally sitting at the bar.

The two came into the bar late night, as the place began to empty out. She was a tall, leggy brunette, wearing a rich, chocolate dress and he was a very tall blonde fella, nattily dressed in a navy blue suit. They each took a seat at the bar and within minutes, they were facing each other, and caressing each other's faces. No big deal. Or so we think.

Predictably, the caressing of the faces led to a full-on makeout session, which was no big deal either; couples make out at the bar all the time. However, things took a strange turn when the caressing of the faces turned into caressing of other body parts, with no shame in their game.



This went on for a few more minutes and then the unthinkable happened: He put his hands up her skirt and commenced with the blasting. I shit you not. And she enjoyed every minute of it, much to our startled chagrin. They would stop, play around a bit and then resumed the construction work in progress. He'd take care of her and she would return the favor, meanwhile, the patrons sitting besides them were oblivious to what was going on. Probably because they were having their own makeout session, though not nearly as "graphic". The staff, on the other hand, watched in amazement at the fact that this couple had no qualms about airing their business. Eventually the two stopped with their "construction work" and left the building.

Seriously, is there something in the beer? That's two nights in a row that we practically had sex take place, and shockingly enough, not in the Champagne Room!


You can't make this stuff up.

ONE LAST NOTE: We held out promo for KOPPERBERG PEAR CIDER last night. If you didn't know, KOPPERBERG is imported from Sweden. So of course, the company sent over a couple of "SMOKIN' HOT" tall, leggy blonde Swedish chicks to host the promo. Let me just say that this was the best promo I've ever seen, hands down. And not just because they had really hot models giving out samples. These chicks actually knew their product and spoke about it with the patrons as opposed to just shoving a free glass of cider in their hands. At the end of the promo, both the models and the product itself got very good feedback. We will definitely have them back.


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5.01.2009

WEEKEND HAPPENINGS

It's finally May and with that, here's what's going on around here on the first weekend in May.

TONIGHT: "WEEKEND POWER HAPPY HOUR" (5-10pm), featuring $4.00 Mixed Well Drinks and Draft Beers. Yeah, the weather's supposed to be wet and crappy, but it's the weekend, so who cares? NHL Playoffs kick into high gear tonight with Detroit vs Anaheim and Boston vs Carolina (7pm), NBA Playoffs (Atlanta vs Miami, 8pm) and of course the Yankees/Angels and Mets/Phillies. Yay.

TOMORROW: Big day at Third and Long with tons going on, all day long. For starters, it's "Kick the Keg Saturdays", where $2.00 will get you a mug of ANYTHING on tap (except Delirium Tremens- no fear there's plenty of other taps to choose from), 12-9pm! From there you have the following sports taking place: Pittsburgh vs Washington, Game 1, NHL playoffs (Ovechkin vs Crosby); Yankees/Angels, Mets/Phillies in MLB action. It's also the first Saturday in May, which always mean one thing: THE KENTUCKY DERBY! Race starts at 6pm but of course if you're there early enough, you can enjoy some spirited wagering (for entertainment purposes only, of course) and the customary Mint Julep.

And if that wasn't enough sports action for you, then there's the RICKY HATTON/ MANNY PACQUIAO title fight at 9pm and we'll carry it LIVE!

SUNDAY: After all of the craziness of Friday and Saturday, we'll wind it down a notch with "Sunday Funday", featuring yours truly behind the stick serving up $4.00 Domestic Drafts and Mixed Well Drinks all day long! We also have plenty of board games to offer or you can settle in with your Sunday Times, catch some more sports on TV (if you haven't had enough already) or chill out with your friends while you "debrief" over the events of the weekend. Something for everyone.


That's it for now. Hope you have a great weekend! I'm done here.


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FRIDAY, MAY 1, 2009


TALK ABOUT GETTING THE "HEISMAN"...

Last night started out innocently enough. We hosted a promotion for the LEINENKUGEL'S SUNSET WHEAT beer, a wheat beer with a strong, citrus, fruity flavor. The people in charge of the promotion had a very nice looking model giving out samples of the beer (which, by the way, was compared to "the milk of a bowl of fruity pebbles" among other things) and I do mean NICE. Of course, I didn't have my camera, which would come back to haunt me later in the night.

Something must have been in those Leinenkugel's because once the promotion ended, folks started acting loopy. More on that in a moment. The bar began filling up later in the night, thanks to a pretty good basketball game between BOSTON and CHICAGO. One that would last almost four overtimes. So between an extra long basketball game, free samples of some fruity wheat beer, and many shots later, we somehow found ourselves with a lot of shit-faced folks.

Within that time-frame, there were a lot of hook-ups taking place. No big deal. You get a few in you, strike up a conversation with someone of the opposite sex and next thing you know, you're playing tonsil-hockey in the Champagne Room. Happens all the time.

However, it's a whole another story entirely when the person you hook-up with turns into a raving nymphomaniac who practically tries to breast-feed you while you're making out with her... outside in front of the bar for the whole bar and 3rd Avenue to see, as was the case with this delightfully entertaining couple. The female, tall, blondish-brown hair with the face of butta. The male, about 4-5 inches smaller and your typical Murray Hill mope with a Napoleon Complex. The ideal couple.

They had been hanging out and hooking up throughout the course of the night, making out in the bar, on the stairwell, and finally outside when things really began to get hot and heavy. He'd lean against the window and she would practically pin him against the window, straddle him and he would literally pull out her boobs and begin going to town on her puppies as if he was a newborn baby. We all watched in horror as she mouthed sexual demands from the guy as if she was a dominatrix. It was like watching a car wreck.

This went on for about an hour until the unthinkable happened. When it got to the point when I was about to go outside and tell them to get a room, the woman suddenly stopped her dryhump-fest to come inside and grab her things (she must have known that I was coming outside to tell them to move on). As she walked to the back of the bar to get her stuff, I noticed out of the corner of my eye a guy sprinting down East 35th street. So I look out the front window and notice that the little fella wasn't out front. So I'm thinking to myself, "No he didn't..."

I walk outside just before the woman came out with her coat and bag and sure enough, the guy's nowhere to be found. I peer around the corner down East 35th street and off into the distance I see the little fella sprinting towards 2nd Avenue, as if he was being chased by a lynch mob. At the same time, the woman, who's now standing in front of the bar, is looking around for her little Romeo.

The little guy took off on her! The little shit gave her the Heisman and took off on her! At this point, everyone inside of the bar who'd been watching the whole thing unfold are cracking up uncontrollably. She's now at a loss as to what just happened and finally I told her that her friend went down the block. She made a face, shrugged her shoulders and came back inside.

Damm. You can't make this stuff up. Seriously.


More updates to come.


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