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Bloody good ol’ Bloody Mary’s and bloody expensive (bloody) fight.
— So, you think you bloody well have the best Bloody Mary in town? Well then prove it. Pack up all your best vegies, meats, cheeses, tomato juices — and don’t forget liquors — and head down to Dick’s Bar and Grill at 2 p.m. Sunday to compete in the best Bloody Mary contest. There is a $5 entry fee, which will get the chance for cash prizes, gift cards, booze baskets and “tons of fun.” See staffers at Dick’s for more information and entry forms to test the merit of your Mary.
— It turns out that the best place to watch “The Fight of the Century” might be your place! Based on the outrageous prices being asked for sports bars to host the bout, based on occupancy, few that normally have big fights are electing to air it, so as one Green Mill patron suggested, plunk down the $100 or so that it costs to see it at home and split it about 10 ways with about 10 friends, just to pick a number. Local sports bars from Buffalo Wild Wings to the Village Inn in North Hudson say that their phones have been ringing off the hook with questions about whether they will have the Saturday evening bout between Pac Man and Mayweather, which they will not. It turns out that virtually no BWW in Minnesota will air it, either. And here I thought it might be one of those nights where it was such a full house that you’d have to plant one butt cheek on the stool to the left of you, and one to the right, to be able to belly up to the bar. Or, as I joked with a bartender friend, it might be better to charge only $10 a head — do we see a theme here? — and have a pre-fight party based on Friday night’s weigh-in.

— It appears Tim Sigler is not only a favorite country act, and perhaps the most popular fave of all, at the Smilin’ Moose in Hudson, but also is having regular gigs in River Falls. Most recently, Sigler will perform at Maverick’s Corner Saloon in downtown River Falls on Saturday, reprising his gig that was held at Juniors in River Falls on Thursday. Staffers at Maverick’s say that Sigler brings in more the townies than the college crowd, and that is all right by them.

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