Clattering pins echo across Bird Bowl’s 60 well-oiled lanes, underscoring postgame meals at the sprawling facility’s on-site restaurant and two bars. During competitive bowling bouts ($25+/hour), players lace up multicolored kicks before rolling weighty orbs toward pins beneath the kaleidoscopic grandeur of ocean-themed wall murals. Like text messaging, automatic scoring renders pencils and pens obsolete, ensuring wrists stay loose enough to toggle joysticks and sling air-hockey pucks in the on-site game room.
Located just off the Palmetto Expressway, Doral Billiards keeps its tables and taps open throughout the week, including during televised sporting events and amid the aural ambience of live entertainment. Polish some pool spurs, saddle up to the ball slab, and display a dazzling mastery of vector physics on any of Doral’s well-maintained tables with up to three fellow players. As the solids and stripes sink into their subletted homes, share a cold, perspiring pitcher of soda or domestic or imported beer and cheerfully raise a toast to friendly competition, friendly friends, and Judge Henry Friendly of the United States Court of Appeals.
Reverberating with the clack of cue on ball and the clink of glass on glass, Slate Billiards hosts gaming get-togethers with finger foods and ample drinks. Parties of two or four gather around tables lined with blue Z9 billiard cloth for one-hour games of 8-ball, 9-ball, and 52-ball pickup. Between shots, sharks tear slices away from pepperoni pizzas and gnaw honey-barbecue wings. Glasses and bottles of pinot noir and cabernet sauvignon emerge from behind the polished stainless-steel bar, while trendy lights filter through pitchers of Stella Artois, Shipyard, and Shock Top. After the game, guests can retire to play rounds of darts, challenge each other to a video game, or fruitlessly punch the jukebox that knows neither pain nor the Fonz.
Pool sharks and bar flies can play out their own personal film noir against the slinky backdrop of Lucky Pocket Billiards. Figures around Russian-imported pool tables chalk their cues while their companions send colorful balls whizzing across the felt to clack into pockets. Against the other wall, the sound of bubbly chatter rises up from groups seated on black-leather couches. Over the bar, Christmas lights twinkle, sending kaleidoscopic colors glinting off pints of Samuel Adams, Budweiser, and AmberBock. A television mounted on the wall broadcasts sporting events or the latest report on the theft of a famous ornithological statue.