Saturday is not only a day for college football fans to see their teams in
action, it is also a time to bend an elbow and share the day's joys—or drown
its sorrows—with like-minded friends. As Artist Bernard Fuchs found on a
nationwide pub crawl—and depicts on the following pages—there are taverns in
every college town where unabashed rooters can hoist a few and raise the
rafters without fear of contradiction. These aren't places where the atmosphere
has been created by tacking up pennants and installing seats in school colors.
Instead, their game-day (and night) hospitality has come about as naturally as
the patina on the bar, and if the person next to you is a Lit. major or never
reads anything other than a parlay card, who cares? Here only football
After a win over
Alabama, the two-story Alumni Club in South Bend overflowed with Notre Dame's
season was fine for the pinball-machine business in Knoxville's Last Lap. This
year, expect a Majors change.
Georgia-Florida game on TV, partisans of both teams sit quietly absorbed at
Manuel's in Atlanta. The Bulldog rooters were hollering at the final gun.
Owner Jim England
(foreground) and the Last Lap bartenders take five before a Tennessee
and Halloween go together at Larry Blake's Rathskeller in Berkeley, Calif.
The interior of
the Alpine Beer Garden near Stanford is packed and noisy, but in the dappled
shade out back there's room to savor a satisfying brew or two.