Rula Bula is the Mike Piazza of Irish pubs.
You see, back in 1988, Piazza was the LAST player drafted by the LA Dodger in the 62nd round. The 1390th pick overall. One-fucking-thousand-three-hundred-and-ninetieth. And many say that even THAT was a stretch and purportedly done as a favor from his childhood friend and Dodger manager Tommy Lasorda.
But Mike got to the majors and kicked some major ass to become the best slugging catcher ever and a 12-time All Star.
And that is the same story of how our little Irish spot on Tempe's Mill Ave came to the Bigs and started wrecking shop.
A number of years ago, when it started, it was a pretty drab, boring place. Then they got their shit together, hosted some Irish folk bands, and renovated their backyard. They started distancing themselves from frat bar to autonomous Irish pub and improved their drinks selection. Then, they revealed these out-fucking-standing fish and chips combo which slotted them for the All-Stars of little-pub-who-could, underdog perseveres status.
Give me Varitek and his Irish pub up in Beantown, and I'll put Rula up against his without blinking. Rula is THAT good.