That’s when I thought security would arrive. She was on her knees, pretending to lick William Peterson’s butt. If she left any DNA behind, I would imagine the star of CSI would track her down later. Instead, he walked away without noticing. And Erica just turned to us and smiled.
As much as I would like to start in the middle, I can’t (or maybe I just did). You’re just going to have to wait. Pretend your playing poker in a casino and have to patiently fold 50 hands before you’re dealt rockets.
It started early in the morning. About 8am, Lefty and I got up, intent on finding a chair at the Mandalay Bay to enjoy the two championship games. I put on my midnight green McNabb jersey and my brother put on his black TO jersey. We were ready for some football.
I had already decided I wouldn’t bet on the Eagles. I didn’t want to jinx them and I’m extremely superstitious. I decided if I would bet on anyone, it would be the Pats. They were on a roll. But my brother was betting on Pittsburgh, I’d be rooting for slot hoki Pittsburgh, and I frankly don’t like the Pats.
I spent the entire walk to the Mandalay Bay convicing myself to bet on Pittsburgh. They were at home, had beaten New England once already, were 6 point dogs, and were 16-1 for crying out loud!!! So I had myself convinced, and threw $40 down the drain.
We hit the sports book at about 9:30am, two and a half hours before kickoff, and there wasn’t an open table to be found. We made our bets (and got our drink tickets!) and sat down to consider our options. That’s when we noticed one of the tables had …