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LADIES' NIGHT

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June 23, 2025

The Portland bar that screens only women's sports.

- BY HANNAH GOLDFIELD

LADIES' NIGHT

"It didn't seem very important to me, men playing," a W.N.B.A. fan at the bar said.

When Jenny Nguyen was in her twenties, working as a chef in her home town of Portland, Oregon, she became a regular at pickup basketball games organized by a group of “lawyers, plumbers, women from all walks of life,” she told me recently. “The only thing we had in common was basketball.” Some of the women became her close friends, and one became a longtime girlfriend. When they weren't playing, they got together to watch women’s games at sports bars—or tried to. Persuading a bartender or a manager to turn one on was a “constant situation,” Nguyen, who is now forty-five, recalled.

On April 1, 2018, the group got lucky when they met at a bar to watch the final of that year’s women’s N.C.A.A. tournament, in which Notre Dame defeated Mississippi State by just three points, with a player named Arike Ogunbowale—now a point guard for the Dallas Wings—hitting the game-winning jumper with 0.1 seconds left on the clock. As they were leaving, Nguyen remembered, “I hugged my friend, and I was, like, ‘That was the best game I've ever seen.’ And she goes, ‘Yeah, can you imagine if the sound was on?” In the excitement, Nguyen had barely noticed that they'd been relegated to a small, silent TV in a corner. “I was really frustrated, not just with myself but with the whole situation,” she told me. “I said, ‘The only way we're ever going to watch women’s sports the way it deserves is if we have our own place.’”

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