Flashy and vast, 810 Zone isn't a community-oriented bar, the kind of hole in the wall where neighborhood regulars exult in collective vicarious triumph while watching the same game on numerous televisions. Instead, it's the only destination for metro-area sports fans with unorthodox affiliations -- Tennessee transplants who follow Lady Vols basketball or Milwaukee natives who take Brewers games with their brews. Internet-linked televisions at each booth allow diners to catch unusual games without requiring a popular vote or involving a skeptical server. And the jock-ular menu's a blast, with a 1-pound "roid" burger, well-done "hockey-puck" patties and the insanely sugary Little League dessert, which sprinkles Cracker Jacks onto cotton-candy ice cream.
