The Freaks Come Out at Night
Here's a perfect example... a drunk patron bum rushed media row and ate a cold plate of chips that had been sitting out for at least nine hours. He didn't care and munched away. About fifteen minutes later, the same guy was being escorted out of the casino by four security guards for reasons unknown by this reporter.
Several other intoxicated poker fans stumbled by media row and inquired about the whereabouts of Phil Ivey.
"He's in Las Vegas," we mentioned. "He'll be here next week."
Of course, the night would not be complete without one gentleman who slurred his words as he asked, "Where the f--- is Bill Ivey?"