BamaReturns07, BamaVicki and me…the great Spock Jenkins…
I don’t remember taking this pic…we were all tow up from the flow up…

one of my many trips to the restroom…all to pee, btw…

I took a friend there before the Arkansas game to hang with Ben, Vicki, and Lil Sis, and she had a blast. The bar is exactly as you describe it; perfect for what it is and doesn’t try to be. If you want the Sam’s club experience, go across the street to the new (and less) Houndstooth. Bleh.

I am mad because I made plans to come hang out at Egan’s for the LSU game, but a birthday party for a buddy of mine in Birmingham made it to where I couldn’t have made it back in time. But I sure would have loved to hang with you, Kleph.

I didnt become a regular at Egan’s until the year after I graduated. I was in t-town watching most the games there during the shula years with my best friend who graduated after me. Without a doubt one of my all time favorite bars. Egans is home and welcomes all.

I usually make a beeline straight to Egan’s when I first make it town and as soon as the team heads for the locker room. I started a tradition of several whiskey drinks before ever game (if in t-town) and leaving my tab open so I know that I gotta go back and celebrate the victory back at Egan’s after the game.

My older brother texted me and told me friday we are going to the game. I wasn’t planning on it but there is no way I say no to the game of the year at BDS. We managed to get tickets in the morning in bham and make it to egans 90 minutes before kickoff. It was the first time me and my older brother have sat together at a game since the ark game in ’94 when he was a student.

I was glad going to egans was not a problem with him. Wasnt sure if we were going back after the game so I never opened a tab paid with cash. I was nervous during the game cause “shit I didnt leave an open tab at Egans, will we lose cause of that”. Silly superstitions.

Kelph, I was standing in the corner with those tide box guys for a while after the game. Wish I would have known you were there would have bought you a drink for all your good write ups on RBR.

…had tickets to this game…had to sell them.

Thanks I’ve never felt so cool,well besides when I got my box of Dark Lord Saban signed “Debbie Cookies”. It was great to be there it was a hoot. I only work home games in my advanced old age but if anyone wants I always like to talk ball and rollbamaroll so I’ll be there early for chat.

I loved playing in the local dart tournaments. Made it to the top 8 a few times back in the 90’s. I wonder if Kevin Beamer is still the bar tender?

He left around 2000 to work at Hales Tavern. Ash still works there and he was there when Kevin was.

that place was where it began and ended. nuff said.

…a freshman, some friends of mine from Ole Miss showed up late one Sunday night wanting to go out and imbibe. The only place open was Egan’s. The rumor then was that it was a gay bar (not that there’s anything wrong with that), and I told them if they didn’t care, we could go there and drink.

The only people in the place were the bartender and a biker who had parked his motorcycle inside the bar. The bartender welcomed us in and served us a few rounds of cold brews. The music was excellent (we listened to most of Exile on Main Street and Lou Reed and who knows what else) and we played billiards and darts and enjoyed the atmosphere.

One of us got up the nerve to interrupt the conversation between the biker and the bartender long enough to ask him about the gay bar rumor, and the bartender told us that they intentionally spread it around to keep too many students from wanting to come in, but that we were welcome anytime.

After that, I would wander in there on a Thursday, Friday, or Saturday to listen to Johnny Shines or the D.T.‘s play for free while my friends were spending $10 just to listen to someone play cover music at the Tusk or the Varsity. Nothing against those clubs, but it was nice to go somewhere where I wouldn’t get hasseled about my fake I.D. or have to shell out four beers worth of change just to enter.

If you’re about my age, Tuscaloosa has changed a lot, and mostly for the better…but we’ll always have Egan’s…and that means a lot. Cheers.

Fascist homeowners board don’t like my “Stanford & Son”-look in my driveway. Staying home today to “be a good neighbor” and not incur any fines or their wrath. I got me some uptight-meany unneighborly-neighbors. (gimme a break already! so I’m behind on a few projects? all I’m waiting on to complete these tasks is a huge delivery of “Motivation”? it’s been on backorder for a while now. . . . .)

Haven’t started yet.

Kleph, dude. Beautiful write-up. I’m a big fan of dive bars myself. Glad you had a good time there man. So, quick question(s?): What songs did you play? What songs or artists on the jukebox did you WISH to play or hear? If you can remember- in your humble opinion, name the 5 best artists that jukebox had by genre. Here’s the think kleph- if you’re considering NOT replying- that’s cool it’s your perogative. but, if I may? for the last 7 years, I’ve been compiling a listing (now currently on the 8th binder! covering 12 states in the Union, 4 continents, and well over 200 places. only places of quality music in their jukeboxes make it in here. I’m not going to include your info, I just simply curious.

I was in Tuscaloosa in late-September/early-October, visiting with my great-uncles/aunties and extended family. Walked by Egans, didn’t step inside. These folks of mine are getting up in their age, and most/not all ARE serious Baptists and alcohol isn’t a luxury their spirits and well-being can afford. I’m going back to visit them ( the “younger” kin I met, re-connected with, and became newly introduced to- promised to raise some serious Cain with me next-visit. the “key” is to. . . .stay at their house(s) instead of Uncle Ray’s, Nana-Buddy’s, Auntie Dot’s. . . . they’re the hardcore/most influential family members in those parts. And “must” be avoided. Live & learn!). We’ll see how chinesdentist scores on his Black & Tans and Chocolate Martinis (not a Martini guy myself, but THOSE???? they taste like Milky Way bars with a buzz to me) Not everybody makes them the same way, if he’s good- I’ll forget to order single malts and get a toothache and a hangover all night long. I already heard about their list of cigarettes for sale, selection of whiskeys, liqueurs, and ambience from Nico.

Man, I’m starting to envision Egan’s very much like a child envisions Disneyland. Think I might have to buy a 3-day-all-day-all-night pass to that place. (any lodgings nearby, might to consider the all-important “Plan Z”? you know? when plan-A, or -B, ??? doesn’t work. . . .Plan Z! seriously, you gotta be buried in some ditch for Plan Z not to work. Wouldn’t be here geeking out on this here keyboard for at least 7 “Plan Z’s” that I ‘ve fortuitously implemented in year’s past. Swear to Buddha, they work!

And while we’re kind of on the subject, is there still a Harry’s Bar in Tuscaloosa? I need to know because I had made arrangements to be buried beneath it. If the building is gone, I certainly hope someone preserved the “Justice is Served 1986” ceiling panel. That was a party, one of many.

…on my computer.

Has it reopened anywhere.

saw a frat vs drag queen fight there once. If thats not golden I don’t know what is.