Tan and stocky with the broad shoulders of a competitive tennis player, he has a short, graying beard and hair to match. Just before 7 p.m., a man pulls up in front of New York-New York in a red Ford with South Dakota plates. But the gig is almost up: The longtime wise-guy hustle he's trying to pull off tonight is on its last leg, and a staple of American sports betting could be on its way out. Little do they know that an imposter is on his way: a 44-year-old professional gambler who is in disguise and on a mission to beat the town's bookmakers.
Canned beer and cowboy hats are everywhere, as PBR fans mill around outside T-Mobile Arena ahead of the quarterfinal round. Vests and button-down, long-sleeve shirts, tucked into tight-fitting jeans with showcase belts, are en vogue. Instead of the classic tones of Frank Sinatra and Tony Bennett, country music blares in front of the New York-New York hotel and casino on The Strip. The Professional Bull Riders World Championships are in town, drawing record crowds. LAS VEGAS - This is not your typical Friday night on the corner of Tropicana Avenue and Las Vegas Boulevard. 'I thought I was Rain Man:' The dying art of the parlay card wiseguy You have reached a degraded version of because you're using an unsupported version of Internet Explorer.įor a complete experience, please upgrade or use a supported browser
