O’Connell’s Pub
“This is the pub I go when I want to watch a sports game that is not going to be on at other bars.”
“The reviews are true – it's a classic irish pub during the day or early evening, but on fri and sat nights it turns into a frat house.”
O’Connell’s Pub
Take-out: Yes
Accepts Credit Cards: Yes
Wheelchair Accessible: Yes
Good for Groups: Yes
Happy Hour: Yes
Has TV: Yes
Waiter Service: Yes
Price range.
$$ Price range $11-30
5 reviews
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This is as bad as it gets after 10 PM any night of the week. The bar has seen some changes over the years from new ownership to removal of it's character. It is a very good day time bar still. Very open with lots of TVs and friendly bartenders.
It use to be call Cannon's and was around 50+ years. Change is good, but in some cases adding to the mousetrap is better than reinventing the mousetrap.
The old place had character, charm, the smell of a good bar, friendship, a place were everyone knows your name. Just read the reviews. Many of the new customers seem to think it is a dump………….
This is not a place for everyone, but if you like beer muscles and fresh vomit, enjoy……………
Be your own judge, but remember there are other choices after 10 PM.
I am gonna give this place 4 star for the below reason:
– go when you are a bit drunk so that you don't mind the crazy crowd standing all around you
– watch out for the crazy old man who gets all the attention from the drunk young ladies wanting to dance with him and take photos for their memorable NYC night out
– becareful of the jilted young ladies who do not get enough attention and yell at you for not hitting on her "the old guy is getting more ASS than you!" Um.. I am not interested?
– make sure to stare at the tall blonde with the short red mini skirt because it is SHOWTIME.
Have a great time!
– Reasonable drink prices
– Sports/dive bar
– Good for big groups
Okay, I'll be honest. It's pretty gross. It smells like a mix of piss and body odor, the bartender is at least 65, and the clientele are an odd assortment of broken down middle aged men with strange maladies – we counted one broken arm, one face wound (with a band-aid apparently holding his nose on), a gimp, and an elderly, deaf dog bedecked in football paraphernalia. Quite the crowd.
That said, this pub is EXACTLY what it says it is, and doesn't pretend to be anything else. You go here to drink a damn beer and watch the damn game. There are no mirrors in the bathroom; you go to pee, not to primp.
The lack of pretense would earn O'Connell's more stars if the beer actually tasted decent. A Blue Moon and a Yuengling both tasted remarkably stale.
STORY TIME!
I went there in October of 2009 with my roomie and her good friend Steve. It was during the World Series, and since I live in Yankee Town, it's almost law that I go out and celebrate, no matter how much I could care less about the sport. I enter the bar with these two and am surrounded by a dark atmosphere. I say "dark" is a cozy way, not in a creepy way. Various televisions glowed around the perimeter of the inside, volumes blasting so you could hear the latest Yankee RBI in surround sound…multiplied by eight. While my two friends shared reasonably-priced pitchers of Bud Light, I nursed my Magner's (oh, thank goodness they had Magner's) while watching the game in a vain attempt to understand…or, for that matter, care.
Two things that should never be in a bar are small children and German Shepherds. Apparently, those rules flew out the window as a small child was chasing a German Shepherd around the bar. Despite realizing the illegality of this, I found myself quite amused by this as I was not into this baseball game. Eventually, I had to give in. I soon learned that when the Yankees scored, the dog barked. Our friend Steve told me to clap when the dog barked, because that means the Yankees did something splendid. That being said, months later, whenever I hear a dog bark, I get this unexplainable urge to start clapping.
Odd.
If you like cheap beer and lots of TVs to watch, here's the place to go! You never know WHAT kind of people you may find in there either. Maybe even an animal or two…!