Bronx’s Improv Comedy Night Laughs in Fordham

Fordham cracked up last night with the Bronx’s Improv Comedy Night, riffing NYC’s spring at a University Avenue bar. Comic Jay Patel riffed scenes as 150 howled, a $10 ticket bash of quick wits. It’s borough laughs—pure BX vibe, mics hot. A kid pitched a line; a pro slayed a bit. ‘Bronx yuks—this is it,’ Patel says, tossing prompts. The room turned stage.

The night’s fresh—March 22’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing stools by 8 p.m. Patel’s a Mott Haven joker; last night’s crowd hit max—knees slapped. A latecomer nabbed a seat; beers flowed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one night—gags ruled. #BronxImprov trended; Queens wants a quip.

Some griped—’Too wild,’ sniped a stiff, dodging chaos. Mic buzzed—fixed quick; laughs held. A rival’s pitching a Soundview roast, splitting bits. Still, 200 stayed—jokes reigned. Fordham’s never laughed so bold.

Patel’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a workshop if spring bites. ‘NYC’s funny—this proves it,’ he says, packing notes. The night’s a Bronx win—grit meets guffaws. It’s a comedy rush; catch the next. Bring a pal—lines call.