Last Call Crawl
Bucks mission brief
A Bucks group of 8 will thrive on Last Call Crawl, the Gold Coast night that just keeps levelling up. Start with a beer tower victory, then tear through free play pool as though the tables belong to you and only you. The drinks package keeps the pace wild while share plates hold the chaos together. The buck receives his jug at the final pub, marking the end of the crawl and the beginning of legendary group chat content. This is the night that earns its title.
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$229.00 per person, based on 8 attendees.
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There are Bucks nights you can ease out of, and then there is the one where the first pint hits the table and everyone realises you have officially crossed the Last Call Crawl. This is the Gold Coast send-off built for blokes who want unstoppable momentum, ridiculous banter and the kind of night where each round pushes the crew deeper into gleeful chaos. Last Call Crawl delivers beer towers, pool table domination, flowing drinks packages and jugs handed to the buck with the ceremony of a man stepping into permanent mischief. My Ultimate built this for lads who understand that once you start this night, there is absolutely no going back.
Your runaway adventure begins at our premium sports bar and beer garden, where your two-hour reserved table is waiting like the ignition switch for the madness ahead. You stroll in like regulars, not rookies, and immediately claim your spot. Then the beer tower arrives with the quiet subtlety of a freight train. The buck grabs the first pour, announces something semi-inspirational and semi-nonsense, and the lads cheer because this is exactly how a buck's night should begin. With confidence. With volume. And with an unreasonable amount of beer.
Once the tower falls to the crew’s combined might, it is time to level up. You move to our epic bar and bistro, where your reserved pool tables are ready from the moment you arrive. No digging around for coins. No waiting behind strangers who play each frame like it is a national tournament. No scrambling to entertain the boys. Everything is ready. Everything is yours. The cues come out. The bravado inflates. The buck receives his personal jug of beer and lifts it like a trophy for distinguished service to poor decision-making. He drinks like a champion. The lads talk like commentators who have never watched a sport in their lives. It is glorious.
With egos sharpened and drinks flowing, the night rolls into phase three. Your reserved table awaits, and the two-hour drinks package switches on like a glorious autopilot mode. Beer, wine, cider and soft drinks flood the table with no need for debate or wallet fishing. Share plates stack in like reinforcements. Calamari. Wings. Garlic bread. Wedges. Fries. The table turns into a feasting ground, and every lad digs in like a man preparing for winter. The buck sits proudly at the centre of it all, fuelled, loud and fully committed to the night spiralling even further.
And then comes the final act. The last stretch. The place where the Last Call Crawl becomes absolute truth. You arrive at our premium pub where your reserved seating is set and ready, waiting like the finale stage of a perfectly crafted Bucks masterpiece. No wandering. No hoping. No sitting in the corner next to a pot plant. This is your spot. And then the buck receives his last jug of the night, presented with the reverence of a ritual marking the final moments of bachelorhood. He raises it. The lads erupt. The energy spikes for one last round of unforgettable carnage.
Last Call Crawl is more than a night of beers and banter. It is the point where the buck steps fully into chaos, mateship and memory-making before married life begins its quieter chapter. Ready to let the night run wild. Call 1300 339 734 or reach out via Our Contact Form. Nights like this move fast, and once another crew claims your spot, well… there is no returning from that either.