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Hammered with the Hit Men
We'll get you good 'n' sauced while cheering on the Sox at these bars.
Tuesday Jul 31, 2007.     By Karl Klockars
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courtesy of Bridget Cice<A HREF=/restaurants/enyay.html>n</a>ia; pictured: Jack Schaller, third generation owner of <A HREF=/bars/Scha.html>Schaller's Pump</a>
photo: courtesy of Bridget Cicenia; pictured: Jack Schaller of Schaller's Pump
If you've never visited Sox country, you need to know one thing: It ain't like Wrigleyville. The bars land more than a pop-fly distance from the Cell; you can actually park your car outside the stadium; and the shine of the World Series trophy has just started to fade. And unlike their neighbors to the north, Southsiders rarely concede to "wait 'til next year," so we refuse to let a miserable record stop us from sharing our favorite pre- and post-game watering holes. Win or lose, we'll get you good 'n' sauced while cheering on the Sox.

Schaller's Pump
This legendary Bridgeport bar, with many Chicago mayors practically making it a second City Hall, steeps with political history. Like a century-old campaign promise (Schaller's has been open since 1881), they'll serve you cheap beer and chow with cheer. The building screams serious Sox territory: A huge mural decorates one side, proclaiming "Welcome White Sox Fans" to the rallying crowds of diehards that pack the place during every game. Inside, nary a mention of the local National League team is uttered, so order a plate of corned beef hash and bask in the revelry of your fellow fan.

Cork & Kerry
We couldn't spew a discussion of Sox bars without mentioning an Irish pub. This Irish-to-the-core Beverly bar hides pure black-and-white baseball beneath its green veneer. And even though you'll have to trek a fair distance from the park, its promise of a warm, wood-paneled interior, beautiful beer garden and TVs broadcasting the Sox makes it worth the haul. For your trouble, you'll score $7.50 buckets of five domestic beers on Tuesday and Sunday, draft beers like Guinness, Harp, Bass and Smithwicks and access to one of the area's largest selections of Irish whiskey. If you need another reason to go, we strongly suggest you reconsider your affiliation.

Shinnick's
Another old-school Bridgeport boozer, Shinnick's takes fanaticism so far it posts a White Sox tribute on its website. If you want to view clips of the stadium opener or a three-minute film covering the tavern's World Series insanity, shinnicks.com covers it. Alas, if you want a drink, you'll have to stop by in person. Family-run for three generations, the pub's solid offerings include barbecue eats and baggo (AKA beanbags, cornhole or whatever you want to call it). Bottles cost $2.50, and don't expect fancy-pants specials or quality brews. With liquor setting you back no more than $4, what else could you need? Perhaps, some change for the jukebox. We're willing to bet it stocks Journey's "Don't Stop Believin."

Seven Ten Lounge
This Lincoln Park bowling outpost hints at being a tried-and-true Sox bar in its description of upcoming events: "During all the White Sox Games and St. Louis Cardinal games, we show all games at all times on the MLB package!" Notice the gaping hole of coverage where the Cubs should be. Rolling strikes while the struggling Sox try to find the strike zone couldn't be more fun, plus $3 Coors Light and $1 hot dogs and chili dogs during the games will keep you sated. In the off-chance you see a Cubs game playing, track down the interloper who requested it; despite its North Side locale, Seven Ten makes it clear that Cubbie blue sits firmly in the minority here.

Shoeless Joe's
Legendary Black Sox Joe Jackson can't get into the Hall of Fame after all these years, but at least you can hoist a drink at his namesake bar. It's not a Sox bar, per se, but the owner bleeds black and white, so that's good enough for us. Sure, it sponsors trips to Wrigley and the Cell, and wines by the glass top the drink list rather than brewskies, but we must recognize that not all baseball fans are so segregationist in their sports leanings. Some fans can appreciate fine vintages and teams from both sides of town.