Game Sports Bar

Good spot to have a few beers and drinks and also to watch some good sports on the old television lol bartender is on point with drinks.

Pros:
* They got the ill DJ on deck who plays everything from Eric B & Rakim to 2Chainz.
* Drinks are good
* Tons of black chicks with huge asses who work here as well as come in as customers.
Cons:
* Burns a hole in your wallet. *_​*
* I think the security is low key racist towards me. Everytime I come he hassles me at the door and has some weird excuse about what I’m wearing even though I’ve worn similar clothing before and there’s people inside who are dressed down way more than I am.

I was looking for a nearby restaurant when I stumbled upon this bar. A group of well-​dressed men walked out, and I was all in. ;-)
Though it is covertly planted in a strip mall, Game’s suave exterior makes clear that the lounge is meant to be classy. I was almost deterred since I was clad in my post-​workout leggings and top, but I pulled off my trail shoes, threw on flip-​flops, and went in anyway. I was determined to get, at least, a review out of the experience.
What’s clear is that this is a «brotha» spot. It’s like an after work, pre– or post– party/​event hangout for black gents. At the bar was a row of three very clean-​cut lads that sported Hip Hop accents, like Adidas Gazelles, with button-​up shirts and creased jeans. Intermittent eavesdropping on their discussion made it clear I was in the company of vice squad members. After all, the LAPD’s Ahmanson Training Center is across the street. There were also a few tourists who had filtered in from the LAX crowd.
I counted 20 flatscreen TV’s, all with football games on-​display. 80s and 90s R&B blew out of 15 ceiling-​hung speakers. An intercontinental menu with «Miso Salmon», «Cajun Jambalaya», and «Alfredo Pasta” – along with signature wings, sandwiches, and salads – was available for the ordering, but I had just copped Jamaican food before my arrival. At around 7pm, the restaurant was low-​key (my flava’), but the waitress shared with me that this joint would be jumpin’ with folks by nightfall.
One thing I did not care for was the bar’s policy of giving back rounded down change. My bill came to $ 24.15, and I was given $ 5 back from $ 30. «How presumptuous!» I thought. I guess they figure black people can’t count, and tourists don’t care. Rme. The waitress told me, «We usually don’t have change to give, so we just round.» Really? o_​O Hmph! Really?! BE ON ALERT. No telling what happens when patrons entrust our credit cards to these people. O_​O