Typically, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Unless you have a blog and its your birthday (the little known exception). Since anyone can have a blog and everyone has a birthday, this is a dangerous exception.
Staying true to the unwritten law, these little tidbits will not discuss actions of those making the trip with me. It will however make mention of all things occurring in the sports-book that may be of interest to those of you ever considering (and you need to make) this trip to Vegas for March Madness.
To begin Day 1, I have already changed my mind 17 times on ISU and UAB (14.5...I settled on UAB) and placed a straight up bet on Northeastern to beat Notre Dame. 10 to win 67.50. I smell oncoming turmoil. More to come...
This just in from the desert. 46 year old Minneapolis male commits mental suicide as he watches Northeastern dribble the ball for 30 seconds down 2 to the Irish. No confirmation as to whether or not the $10 he bet was birthday money.
46 year old male was also seen changing his hat to black and gold several seconds after the UAB win. In a related story...brackets around the country collapse (except in the state of North Carolina).
Bryce Alford, coaches son for UCLA has "B. Alford" on the back of his jersey. I didn't realize there was a second Alford playing. Talk about ego of the elder Alford. Because everyone watching would mistake the two without that "B." (EDIT--Apparently, I gave S. Alford too much credit because there is actually a K. Alford on the team. Also, from Albuquerque. God help us that there is more than one Alford, even worse that they are all on the same team. Hopefully, they won't go into coaching. And hopefully he keeps UCLA mediocre for a long time to come).
If you didn't appreciate the Georgia State coach's Superman impression on the 3 that beat Baylor, you are not a fan. It's the kind of a moment that would bring a Duke and North Carolina fan together...unless one of them was on the losing end.
Now back to Alford. Forget the travesty of how a ref misses that goaltending call. How the NCAA can not review that in any way shape or form. Leave it to a S. Alford team to win a game by not really winning it on a B. Alford 3 that wasn't really a 3. They still don't deserve to be there.
The meaningless layup at the end of the VCU game covered the spread for yours truly. The guys next to me, not so much. The crumpled ticket on the floor of the Monte Carlo sports book showed a four team parlay and that was the last leg.
They would have won $440. I won $10. Happy birthday to me.
Speaking of birthdays, finished mine at the Hofbrauhaus by the Hard Rock casino. An authentic German restaurant and beer hall with real wooden paddle spankings for birthdays. 6am Friday morning...I still can't sit down.
Peace,
Reg
Reg
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