There were no casualties from the fall, save a couple pint glasses and one wayward can of Modelo. But patrons were a little shaken, especially the honorary guest of one birthday party who came close to having what might have been the worst birthday ever.
Meaghan Finnerty said she was worried when she heard the crack of a branch breaking off a tree located in the lot adjacent to the East Village bar. “I was scared that the people I cared about were about to get crushed,” said the birthday girl.
Shortly after the incident, the bar’s staff declared the backyard space closed, but a follow-up call to the bar reveals that it has reopened in time for Sunday’s final. Phew.