BARS
Not a sanction you buy. A league that lives in your room and sends people back to the well between games.
THE DEAL
Players pay us. You keep every pour. We run the board so you are not behind the well with a clipboard.
No franchise. No sanction. No orange shirts. We don’t take a cut of the till.
$15 a year to us, $9 the nights they compete. They pay the league. You pour the beer.
Sunday pool. Midweek trivia. Bags and pong when the patio is empty. We lock the night around your kitchen, not the other way around.
The house name stays on the window. Team names can be local and dumb. We don’t rename the bar.
Players score their own matches. You are not tracking innings between pours.
No operator packing your regulars and moving them next year. This league lives here.
A NIGHT
WHAT WE NEED FROM YOU
One locked evening. We don’t bounce because a cover band got booked.
Tables, boards, cups, dart lines, a TV for trivia. If you’re short, we say so before week one.
We bring bodies. You keep them. That’s the whole partnership.
HOUSE CALL
Tulsa first. If you’re another city with a real bar, say so — we don’t put the city in the name, we just show up.
Got it. We’ll come look at the room.
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