Best Sports Bars
in NYC

The best combination of screens and price in Manhattan, and it isn’t close. Nineteen HDTVs, a five-hour happy hour that runs every day including Saturday and Sunday, and prices that belong to 2019: $5 Miller Lite and Coors Light drafts, $7 for Stella, Harpoon, Kona and White Claw, $8 house wine and wells, $10 margaritas, mules and Aperol spritzes. Tuesdays the window stretches to 8pm for trivia. It flies Chicago Bears, Cubs and Michigan flags outside and has the mural to match, so know what you’re walking into on a Sunday. The local move: get there by 6 on a Saturday — it’s a small room and the happy hour is the whole point.

The earliest weekend door in Brooklyn and the answer to almost every ‘where do I watch the 10am match’ question. Nine in the morning, Saturday and Sunday, fourteen HD screens and a big pull-down projector at the back of the bar. Their own package list runs NFL, NBA, MLB, NHL, NCAA, Premier League, Champions League, Europa, Six Nations and World Cup. The wings are genuinely punishing if you order them hot. The honest caveat: they post no happy hour, so come for the screens and the hour, not the price — and know it turns into a late-night dance party on Friday and Saturday, closing at 3am. Local move: the Gotham Gators run reservations here for Florida games, opening the Sunday before.

The only bar on this page that publishes its group pricing before you walk in, which is why it wins the big-Sunday question. Twenty-one screens across two bars on two floors, and five named platters: $50 gets ten wings, fries and a pitcher; $99 gets twenty-five wings and two pitchers; $400 gets a hundred and fifty wings, five pitchers and a table nobody leaves. Weekday windows run 4–8pm, weekends noon to 8pm. Daily drink specials underneath — $10 margaritas Tuesday, $1.50 wings Wednesday, $12 cocktails Monday until 9. Why it’s here: Saturday doors at 10:30am, and a sports list that runs Premier League and Champions League through GAA, Irish rugby and Leinster. Cobblestone outside, sound on inside.

Eight hours. Eleven in the morning to seven at night, Monday through Friday, $2 off every draft, every well and every glass of wine — the second-longest weekday window on this page and the reason the 1 train to 238th Street is worth it. Underneath it sits a $10 bites menu that is actual food: a quarter-pound burger with fries, wings and mac, or fish strips. The beer list is the best of any bar here by a distance. The honest caveat: the happy hour is weekday-only — there is no Saturday or Sunday discount, so this is an after-work room, not a game-day deal. Brunch both weekend days from 11 comes with a free cocktail or draft.

The rare sports bar that prints its happy hour prices instead of making you ask. Monday to Friday, 3 to 6: $5 Garrett Lite, $7 Narragansett, $8 select wine, $8 well shots, $10 one-and-ones, $12 cocktails — and a food list at the same window with $10 wings, $10 fried pickles and a $15 tavern burger. There’s a fake jumbotron of screens over the main dining room and a pop-a-shot in the corner. The honest caveat: it’s a sports-themed room more than a sports bar, it’s a three-city group rather than a one-off, and DIRECTV’s own listing shows no NFL Sunday Ticket — the soccer package, on the other hand, is deep. Book a table if you want to actually watch.

Seven hours, seven days, and it survives the weekend — the deal most Upper West Side rooms won’t give you. Noon to 7pm: beer $5–$5.50, wine and sangria $6, wells, mojitos, margaritas and caipirinhas $8. Then a second window from 10pm to 1am where your second drink is half price. Game days they run a $34 bucket Saturday and Sunday, and Thursday Night Football gets wings and a pint for $19.99. The outdoor seating has its own screens, which is the actual draw in September. The honest caveat: their homepage says the happy hour starts at 11am and their specials page says noon. Believe noon. No Sunday Ticket on their DIRECTV listing.

The best outdoor game-watching in upper Manhattan, and a happy hour that runs all seven days: $6 select drafts, $7 house mixed drinks, $8 wine, $9 sangria, $10 cocktail of the day, 4 to 7. The patio is the reason — a genuinely large covered and uncovered garden on the 116th Street corner with communal tables, restored brick and eighteen screens between inside and out. They take groups up to 400 with party packages, which makes it one of the few rooms in the city that can swallow an entire alumni chapter. The honest caveat: noon doors both weekend days, so every morning European kickoff is out. Come for the 1pm NFL window instead.

Check the address before you go. The Scruffy Duffy’s that half the internet still lists at 743 Eighth Avenue is gone — that room closed and the bar has since landed at 639 Tenth Avenue. The current one runs a straight, honest happy hour every day from 3 to 7: $8 drafts, $9 wine, $10 cocktails. It stays open to 2am Friday and Saturday, 1am the rest of the week, which puts it in the small group of Hell’s Kitchen rooms still showing a West Coast game at midnight. The honest caveat: they publish no screen count and no Sunday Ticket claim, and the old bar’s reputation doesn’t automatically transfer to the new address. Noon doors on weekends.

Forty-four televisions, the largest count of any bar on this page, and a seven-hour weekday happy hour taking $2 off draft, bottled beer, wine and wells from 11am to 6pm. And now the caveat that matters more than any of it, printed on their own specials page: the happy hour excludes holidays and major sporting events. Read that again, because it means the discount is switched off during precisely the games you’d walk in for. That’s not a scam — every packed sports bar does it, most just don’t say so — and the honesty is worth something. Worth it for: a Tuesday afternoon with forty-four screens to yourself. Skip it for: a cheap Sunday. Open to 3am Saturday.

Three screens, sixty seats, and every one of them angled at a match — CNN put it on a list of the ten best sports bars in America and it is still the least pretentious room on this page. Domestics pour at sixteen ounces, imports at twenty, and there are twenty-four craft taps behind a bar this small. Premier League, Bundesliga, La Liga, Serie A, Ligue 1 and MLS; it’s an official NYCFC pub partner and home to Brooklyn Spurs. The local move: they open fifteen minutes before kickoff for big fixtures regardless of the posted hours. The honest caveat: the $3 beers-and-wells-till-8 figure is widely reported but Banter posts no happy hour on its own site, so treat it as a strong indication, not a promise.

We checked every bar on this page for a published NFL Sunday Ticket claim. Exactly one has it in writing on its own website, and it’s a neighbourhood pub on 30th Avenue in Astoria. ‘SUNday FUNday’ gets the NFL Ticket, a dedicated football menu and beer specials; the rest of the week runs a named special every night — Tailgate Tuesdays, Wingsday, a Friday late-night menu. It’s a Mets bar, a dartboard, a long bar lined with screens and wings that stay crunchy under nuclear sauce. The honest caveat: they post no prices anywhere, so no promises on cost, and Saturday doors are 4pm — useless for college football. Sunday is the day.

The projector has sound. That single detail separates it from most of Yorkville, because it means one game gets the room rather than eight screens of muted competition. Eight TVs plus that projector, nineteen taps, and a kitchen that’s the actual reason people keep coming back — American comfort food, locally sourced, better than the room’s competition. It flies its colours openly: all Texas Longhorn games, with a dedicated reservation address for them. The honest caveat: they publish a happy hour window of 2 to 6 Monday to Friday and no prices at all, and regular cocktails run $13–$15 — so ask what the discount actually is before you commit. Eleven o’clock doors, seven days.

A happy hour designed for a group rather than a single person nursing a pint, which is exactly right for a game. Monday to Friday, 4 to 8: $45 beer towers, $25 buckets, $13 specialty cocktails. There’s no discounted single pour, so going alone is pointless — bring six people and the maths turns excellent. Twenty-foot ceilings, tables spaced far enough apart to hear your own table, dim rather than fluorescent. Weekend bottomless brunch is $25 for two hours or $33 for three, with an entree. The Wisconsin thin-crust pizza is the thing to order. The honest caveat: they publish no screen count, doors are 11:30am, and it’s one of four Stouts around Manhattan — a local group, not a national chain.

Ask ten people where the Steelers watch in Manhattan and this is the answer you get, though the bar itself has never made it official — it’s a reputation, not an affiliation, and the room leans hard NYU the rest of the week. What is verifiable: 11am doors on Saturday and Sunday, a 2am close seven nights, a pool table, outdoor seats, and buffalo wings with a real claim to being among the best in the city. The honest caveat: their own specials page currently reads ‘we are updating our specials’, so there is no happy hour we can promise you — the $4 Budweiser you’ll find on aggregator sites is not sourced anywhere real and is not a 2026 price. Come for the wings and the hours.

Worth it for the beer, a trap for everything else. The happy hour menu runs 2 to 5pm and again from midnight to 2am: $6.50 Bud Light, $6.50 PBR tallboys, $7.50 house craft lager — all genuinely cheap for a block this close to Madison Square Garden. Then the same menu lists house wine at $14 and a ‘cocktail of the day’ at $17, which are not happy hour prices in any city. Order beer. The room itself is the draw: 7,500 square feet over two floors, a 99-foot lower-level bar, 20-plus HD screens and the official fan bar for several teams. The honest caveat: they don’t publish which days the happy hour runs, and their own site tells you to book ahead on Rangers and Knicks nights.

Google’s own local pack puts this at the top for ‘best sports bars nyc’, so here is the thing Google won’t tell you: it is closed on Sundays and Mondays. A sports bar that shuts for the NFL’s two biggest days is a strange recommendation, and we’d rather say so than let you find out at the door. What’s real is the hardware — twenty-five screens, a scaled-down jumbotron over the bar, a photo booth, DJs on game days and a private Varsity Bar for events. It opens at noon Friday and Saturday and it is 23-and-over. Skip it if you want to lock into a game; this sits closer to a nightclub than a bar with the sound on. Go here instead on a Sunday: Triona’s, eight blocks south.

The smallest bar on this page and the one with the most specific personality: a narrow East Village room, a serious craft list, and college football and hockey rather than whatever’s on the biggest network. Free pizza on Friday nights is the confirmed draw. BU and UNH alumni have used it as a base for years, which tells you the kind of Saturday morning it is. The honest caveat: their website no longer resolves at all, so we can’t confirm hours, the draft happy hour that used to be listed, or the Sunday bagel thing you may have read about. Call before you build a plan around it. Local move: it holds maybe forty people. Arrive early or don’t bother.

Seven in the morning on a Saturday. Nine on a Sunday. Nothing else in Manhattan opens earlier for football, and over a hundred live matches a week go up on the screens — Premier League, Serie A, La Liga, Bundesliga, Ligue 1, the Championship, Champions League, Europa and Copa Libertadores. More than thirty New York supporters’ groups call it home, which means on a big weekend you are not watching with strangers, you are watching with a section. The honest caveat, and it’s a real one: it closes at 7pm both weekend days. This is a morning and afternoon bar, full stop — don’t plan an evening here. Twenty-one and over. No posted drink specials.

The only bar here that publishes an actual fixtures page and says, in writing, that it opens early for matches. European football and rugby are the specialism — the schedule currently lists Premier League alongside South Africa–New Zealand and Argentina–Australia — and the 10am weekend doors move earlier when the calendar demands it. There’s a backyard, which is where the whole thing spills on a decent afternoon, and a 3am close, the latest on this page. The honest caveat: no posted happy hour anywhere and no screen count, and on a night with nothing on it’s a perfectly ordinary East Village pub. The local move: check their rugby page before you pick a bar, then get there early — big matches fill it.

If you’ve asked New Yorkers where to watch a tournament match in the last decade, someone has said Smithfield. It is the room people describe as the best sports-watching experience they’ve had in the city, and it’s three blocks from Madison Square Garden. The honest caveat, and we have changed this entry because of it: we previously listed a $10-spritz, $7-shot happy hour here. It is not on their drinks menu, not anywhere on their site, and we could not source it — so it’s gone. There is no happy hour we can verify at Smithfield. Come for the atmosphere on a big match and expect to pay list price. Local move: for anything major, hours early, not minutes.

Correction first, because the old version of this page would have sent you to a locked door: the happy hour runs Tuesday to Friday, not Monday to Friday, and Seven Sins is closed Sunday and Monday entirely. The prices are right and they’re good — $7 drafts, $7 wine, $8 mixed drinks, $12 craft cocktails, 4 to 7. It’s the official watch venue for the New York Notre Dame Supporters’ Club and a home for Arsenal NYC, so the room has a real allegiance depending on the weekend. Saturday it opens at 11am with brunch. The local move nobody advertises: corporate groups of eight or more get a free appetiser platter during happy hour. Ask.

Ten video walls, which is a different proposition to ten televisions — the room is built so that no seat is a bad seat, and it opens at 10am on Saturday, the earliest door of any bar below Canal. That combination makes it the downtown answer for a late-morning European fixture or the noon college slate. The honest caveat: their own specials page currently says, in their words, that they are updating their specials — so there is no happy hour price we can quote you, and we’ve removed the placeholder that used to sit here. Also worth knowing: there is an unrelated Brickyard in Midtown West whose happy hour listings float around online. Different bar, different deal, don’t cross the streams.

Check the address — they moved. The Three Monkeys is no longer on West 54th; it’s on Eighth Avenue between 50th and 51st, and a lot of listings haven’t caught up. It’s the best big-group room in the Theater District because it publishes its capacities instead of making you negotiate: Trophy Lounge 140, The Parlor 80, ground floor 60, Trophy Bar 30, across three levels and three full bars. Game-day watch parties are a bookable category. The honest caveat, and it’s a big one: the only happy hour is ‘Last Call’, from 11pm — $5 gold lager, $10 negronis and spicy margaritas. Show up for an afternoon game and you pay $12–$16 a cocktail. Eleven o’clock doors daily.

The best screen specification in New York on paper: thirty 65-inch televisions and three projector screens across a bi-level room, with a mezzanine bar that holds 250 standing and a private room that configures from 20 to 100. For a company viewing party it’s hard to beat. Skip it for actual sport, though, and here’s why: it is closed on Sundays, it doesn’t open until 4pm on Saturday, cocktails run $17–$18, no happy hour appears anywhere on its own site, and by 10pm on a weekend it’s a DJ room. Thirty screens you can’t get to on the day the games are on is a spec sheet, not a sports bar. Go here instead for a Sunday in Murray Hill: Buddy’s is also shut, so head to Triona’s.

The smaller, calmer sibling of the FiDi room, and the better one if you want to hear the person next to you. Sixteen HD screens with one seven-footer doing the heavy lifting, floor-to-ceiling windows onto West Houston, two Premier League dart boards in the back. The weekday happy hour takes $2 off all beer, wine and wells from 11am to 6pm — and unlike the FiDi location, there is no big-game blackout printed on it. Weekend bottomless brunch is $25 for ninety minutes with an entree. The honest caveat: this is a gastropub that shows sport rather than a sports bar, and reservations only start at parties of five. Worth it for: a game you want to watch sitting down.

An Upper West Side institution and one of the few rooms in this guide where every game goes on with full sound rather than a muted grid. Female-owned, thirty-five years in the neighbourhood, string lights, outdoor seats, and the all-you-can-eat wing night on Mondays that the Jets meetup crowd has been rotating through for years. The honest caveat: we could not reach their website, and every price and screen count floating around for Blondies traces back to undated aggregators or a review old enough to quote a $5 beer — so we’re not printing a number. The wings are real; the sixty-TV figure you’ll see elsewhere is not something we can stand behind. Worth it for: a loud Sunday with people who’ve been coming for a decade.

New York’s Canadian bar, and the one to pick when the game is on ice rather than grass. Labatt, Molson, Moosehead, Collective Arts and Unibroue behind the bar, a Bloody Caesar as the house drink, and poutine at $13 that is the correct order regardless of what you came for. Basketball, baseball and soccer get shown too, but hockey sets the room. Saturday it opens at noon and runs to 4am — the latest close on this page. The honest caveat: we previously listed $28 pitchers and a weekday afternoon happy hour here. Neither appears anywhere on their site, and they don’t open until 4pm on weekdays, so an afternoon window was never possible. Both claims have been removed.

A 2025 opening from a group of Greenpoint locals and the most comfortable room in this guide: dark wood, barstools with backs, a mini jumbotron of four screens over the bar and a covered back patio with a massive screen of its own. Dogs are allowed. There’s an NBA Jam machine. The package list runs NFL, NBA, WNBA, MLB, MLS, NHL, Premier League, ESPN+, SEC and ACC networks. The honest caveat, straight from them: no table reservations on game days, first come first served — so for a Sunday that matters, arrive at noon when the doors open, not at one. It’s a nicer, pricier room than most here and posts no happy hour, so don’t come hunting a deal.

The backyard projector has sound, which makes this the best outdoor evening watch in Park Slope and a genuinely good Barclays pre-game. Wings are the entire proposition — small ones that crisp properly, hot buffalo or a roasted-peanut pok-pok sauce, ordered up to a hundred at a time, with a $1.50 upgrade if you want all drums or all flats. It comes from the Uncle Barry’s team next door. The honest caveat, and it decides whether this bar is for you: the doors open at 4pm. Every single day. No morning Premier League, no noon college kickoff, no 1pm NFL window. Worth it for: a Sunday night game in the yard. Skip it for: anything before dinner.

Include it and be honest about what it is: this is not a sports bar you go to on a Tuesday, it is a Yankee Stadium institution that opens for stadium events and closes the rest of the time. Twelve TVs, caricature murals, ballplayer photos laminated under the bar top, a house pilsner, and a front wall that opens straight onto River Avenue so the crowd spills to the sidewalk two hours before first pitch. There is no better pre-game in the city and no worse choice for a February evening. The honest caveat: they publish neither hours nor prices — the only schedule that matters is the Yankees’ one. Local move: B, D or 4 to 161st, get there early, drink before the stadium markup.