Tonight we went to Rocco’s inaugural trivia night. I arrived in a pretty foul mood. I was still reeling from the tragic if not sudden death of Patrick Swayze (may he rest in peace), parking in Lincoln Park is a nightmare, and half of our team couldn’t make it leaving us at a bit of a disadvantage size-wise. In other words, I was primed to write a heinous review. However, I was pleasantly surprised by Rocco’s. The questions were good, the bartender was kinda dreamy, and the beer was cheap ($2 Old Style).
The night is hosted by Jeremy, who we’ve reviewed at Rebel and Grace O’Malley’s. Of the three times I’ve seen Jeremy in action, this was my favorite. He always puts on a decent trivia night, but I think this venue is perfect for him. It’s got a small but vocal crowd so you get to see him interact with the teams– which he’s good at. And it’s quiet enough that you can here his random trivia tidbits and jokes– even if they are at the expense of beloved dancer and actor Patrick Swayze (God rest his soul).
We played as Team: Big Cats, because when the male members of our team don’t show up, we without fail reference cats in our team name. Exhibit A and Exhibit B. Girl power: we were in the lead most of the game. We rocked the Tommy Lee Jones round. We showed our patriotism in the US history round. We held our own in the movie soundtracks audio round. And we held back tears in the Patrick Swayze round. I think we were the only team who knew that he’d been married for 34 years (condolences to his wife).
But our lack of testosterone came back to bite us. In the football round we got 7 out of 15, and that’s only because Jeremy either miscalculated or threw us a bone. While other teams quickly jotted down their answers, we were having conversations like, “Who is that football player who dated Kim Kardashian?” It was not pretty. Neither, incidentally, is Kim Kardashian.
Sadly, the football round knocked us from 1st to 2nd. The 1st place team won a $25 gift certificate to Rocco’s. We walked away with a Rocco’s t-shirt and a Cubs hat that we gave to the nice gentleman at the bar who gave us a couple of tips during the Patrick Swayze round.
I left feeling kinda sad that we didn’t win but glad that we at least walked away with prizes. Kinda like I feel at the end of Ghost when I’m crying because Sam is dead, but I’m happy that he’s going to Heaven.
The love inside, you take it with you.
1925 N. Lincoln Ave, Chicago
3 paws (out of 4)