Gus S.
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Futbol and beer: two of my favorite things, both of which come in great supply at the Courtyard Hooligans. Bring your team's favorite kit - scarves always welcome - and a thirst for imported and local beer, and enjoy a match, any match, whether it's EPL or Champions League or MLS. Do it.
I pretty much lived here during the 2010 World Cup. Remember that match when the US "beat" England, 1-1? Yeah, imagine at least 500 people crammed into an air conditioned-less dive, a place so small the CFD would have had a shit fit over the max capacity violation...yeah, it's that kind of spot.
CH is also the hangout for the QC Outlaws, the local chapter of the American Outlaws, the REAL supporters' army of the USMNT. Any joker that tells you Sam's Army is where it's at is probably just a clueless soccer mom that can tell you the only thing she knows about soccer is David Beckham, but couldn't possibly tell you what teams he played for. When the QC Outlaws convened here for the USA matches during the WC 2010, they chanted as if they were in the stands at Johannesburg, but they saved their best and most foul-mouthed chants not for England or Algeria, but for Mexico, whom they weren't even playing. See, we USA supports HATE, HATE, HATE the Mexican national team. Look, we love Mexico (I'd live there, no joke: Baja California? Oh hell yeah), we love their people, we love their food, their cerveza (Victoria!) and we love their culture, but the Mexican MNT, and their piss-and-shit-tossing fans (no, seriously: stories of Mexican fans pelting American Outlaws at the Azteca with ziploc bags of piss are legend) can all go fucking die in a plane crash, and the ones who survive should be forced to eat one another. Except for Chicharito. He better make sure he missed that flight. That pint-sized, baby-faced assassin is the shizz, and if he were to die, that would totally fuck things up for my beloved Manchester United. I mean, look, I love Wayne Rooney, but with his Hulk-sizedanger management issues and his rickety legs, how much can we really lean on the dude? That's why we need Chicharito.
But I digress.
You'll always catch a match here, anytime. For me, the perfect place to enjoy a beer and talk shit to Chelsea fans.