Ridin Fly

So after Friday nights events, we woke up bright and early to go to the fields for the mixed games. After grabbing a cheesesteak from the Player's Deli - a hidden gem in the Tropicana - we headed towards the cars. Upon exiting the casino, a mohawked gentleman leaned out the window of his limo and called to us. Apparently he had no idea where the fields were, and we were happy to give the limo driver an address. That's when kuhf asks what team he is playing with and we find out that he is on the team she is picking up with.

We jump in the limo and meet the rest of the passengers on the way to the field. The driver's name is Greg and he seems pretty chill. We also find out that the reason that Hurd (the aforementioned mohawked gentlemen) could afford the limo was that he woke up from being blacked out with 1000 dollars of chips in his pockets. The limo was also fairly reasonable at 60 bucks an hour, something to consider for future Vegas trips.

We get to the field and warm up, the Tournament Directors enjoy the fact that we arrived in class. We would later call up Greg again to get back from the field, but not before stopping at In-n-Out for Double-Doubles and milkshakes. The best part about stopping for fast food is that we were not the only customers to take a limo there. We had at least 10 people in the limo on the way back from the fields, so it's a good option to keep in mind for large team trips.