Whack-A-What?

In case you aren’t in the University Circle social circle, you may not know Case Western Reserve University has opened a big sports bar right in the middle of its student center. The name of this bar? Wackadoos. Apparently it’s a chain, but there are only five other locations, three of which are in Florida and the other one is in St. Louis. Nothing has ever seemed more out of place than a sports bar on Case’s campus. If you are not familiar with the athletic makeup at Case, you have a Division III athletic department where you can find more jocks in the science clubs than on the football field.

To complement the sporty feel, there are old Case uniforms hanging up on these big pieces of netting. These jerseys must be from the many All-American athletes that have gone to school here at Case. (I would challenge one person eating there right now to name somebody who has even been inducted in the Case Athletic Hall of Fame.) Next to these jerseys you find the bar with flowing draft beer. Last time I checked, there were no bars near the university and now all the sudden there is one right in the student center where I am yet to see somebody get carded when they order a beer. I smell liability seeping through those hops and barley.

If you are lucky enough, you are distracted by the décor and the beer because the service is funny. There is no rhyme or reason to the organization of this place. You walk in, see 50 tables and sit down at one. At this point, in a matter of minutes, you will have three different servers come up and ask you if you would like something to drink because nobody seems to know whose table is whose in the whole restaurant. You can tell a lot of the workers don't have restaurant experience so they are just walking all over the place in these red shirts with these confused looks on their faces. It reminds me of one big bee hive with all of these workers (bees) just running around trying to accomplish a task but with very little direction. The food is average and it is very hard to get a server to come back to your table if you need anything. They give you your check after you order but before you get your food so they don’t really have to come back again until the end which is usually the next time you see them. I have a feeling your best bet here might just be to mosey up to the bar, get a draft beer and try to figure out whose jersey you are sitting under.