Thursday night I went by Republika in San Juan del Sur to see if they’d be watching the GA/Clemson football game Sat. night. The owner said it wouldn’t be a problem. I got there for kickoff and the bar was closed.
I went over to Big Wave Dave’s and told him about Republika. He said, “oh yeah, they’re not opening tonight. they’re coming over here later.” Dave got us set up to stream the game through his TV. It was a solid move on his part, really. I got a burger there and it was fantastic. Great by anybody’s standards. I knew I’d only get the game till halftime – he’d already committed to a 70’s kareoke party. Soon enough old people started rolling in, ready to get rowdy. I thanked Dave for his hospitality and moved on, full of optimism for my team and burger for strength.
Next stop was Dorado Bar, on the Malecon. Bob’s the owner there and a really nice guy. He’s got a great setup right on the beach. His clientele is generally gringos. A Clemson fan, who’s opening up a micro-brewery here btw, assured me the game would be back on after halftime. Bob switched the game over to Washington/Boise St. Half a dozen Huskies showed up and Bob broke the news that they had reserved the TV for their game. Outta there.
El Pescador, further north on the beach road. Pieter, my Belgian friend and I walked in and by some miracle the Georgia game was on. We got a table and I ordered 2 Toñas with a smile on my face, ready for the second half.
“The Toñas are hot,” the waiter said. I feel that that’s an odd thing to say as a waiter in a place called “Bar y Restaurant; El Pescador.” So I ordered two Victoria. Also hot.
“What would you like to serve us then?” I asked.
“Why don’t you go to the bar next door – their beer is cold and they have the game on, too.”
Have you ever had a restaurant prefer you to go somewhere else? I’ll never get over the irony that they actually watching the game we were looking for.
Nicaragua Sports Bar. Just soccer on, but the game was ending. They said they don’t get ABC so watching the game wasn’t an option.
Went back to El Pescador. They turned the TV off I think just in case we came back. I asked if the game could be put back on. We were told to leave – that this place was only for people who were eating. I offered to buy but was refused.
DON’T EVER GO THE PESCADOR.
I went back to my house which has a shared living room. Two old women were watching a
telenovela. I tried to watch the game online but was denied at every turn.
The old gals packed it in and I gave the channels a flip. I found the game no problem and got to watch the last 8 minutes of my team get beat by Clemson.