Ever seen those Buffalo Wild Wings commercials where the bartenders make outcome-influencing changes to NFL games with the push of a button? Well I have, but I had never been before and it looked like an awesome place for some game viewing, so some buddies and I hopped on the Northline and headed over last Sunday.
They’ve got dozens of big screen TVs set up all along the walls, so no matter where you’re sitting, you’ve got a half-decent view of something. And let me tell you, the sense of brotherhood and camaraderie that is created and evoked while watching these football games is quite rewarding. I had never seen anybody in there before, but with every Steelers’ touchdown that came about (I’m from Pittsburgh) I found myself high-fiving and chest-bumping anyone who also donned the black and gold. We all cheer and boo together, this melting pot of football fans, and it truly is a uniting, bonding experience. They even let me press one of their infamous buttons (Did you see that Garret Hartley missed field goal in overtime? That was me). But seriously, if you live close by and would instead be sitting alone watching your favorite team play on Sunday, head over to Buffalo Wild Wings. But not before me. I want a good table…
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