Let’s face it: Conventional bar games like pool, darts, and pinball are a little blasé. Knowing this, a few more forward-thinking watering holes have tried to up the ante. At the Nancy Whiskey Pub in Tribeca, for instance, patrons take turns at raucous shuffleboard matches; after four or five drinks, the venerable old-folks standby reaches “extreme sports” levels of difficulty and absurdity. Now there’s Floyd, on an anonymous little strip of Atlantic Avenue that’s not quite Cobble Hill and not quite Carroll Gardens, which proudly introduces Italian-style lawn bowling to the smashed bargoer. Nearly half of the roomy space—which resembles a rural ski lodge, right up to the stuffed deer head nailed to the wall—is taken up by the dirt boccie court. Floyd’s owners named the place after Floyd, Iowa, and the easy Midwestern charm here is disarming. Swill a few cans of Old Milwaukee ($3) or munch on “beer cheese” spread on Keebler crackers ($4) while you watch people play; it’s beyond comical to see Brooklynites who couldn’t play boccie while sober attempt it while swinging back that third glass of bourbon.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on October 12, 2004