I wake up with frayed nerves from 3 nights and days and nights of Vegas. The oxygen pumped into the casinos kept you up all night when you arrived. The flashing lights of the slots, clink of chips, and screams of agony and ecstasy at the craps kept you up through the days. Red bull and vodka made sure you were at a perpetual mild jitter. Gorging on the buffet gives you occasional meat sweats. All I want to do is sleep the day away. But wait, it’s the Super Bowl in Vegas. VIP party at Mirage! My spirits begin to lift…
The day beings with gambling line analysis over brunch. Multiple sports book proposition bet booklets lay strewn across the room. I grab one and begin doing “astute analysis” on bets that have no rhyme or reason. Of course Gostkowski will have more points than Kobe Bryant will have 3-pointers, that’s a LOCK! I begin to feel better. Everyone agrees that Eli Manning will go down as the worst quarterback in Super Bowl history. I start thinking on ways to capitalize this, before I smartly realize that I am over-thinking things. Just bet on the Patriots and win some easy money! I cannot believe how much my gambling experience and maturity is going to pay off this year. I try not to get too greedy, but it is such an easy bet, I decide a big bet on the Pats will lift me out of most of my losses on the weekend, sweet!
I put on my admission bracelet. The adrenaline starts to pump as we walk through the Mirage to the back convention hall where the VIP party is hosted. I feel like I am walking through the Super Bowl tunnel out onto the field. Everyone is yakking about the game with strangers in nervous excitement. Even though there is seating for 1000 people, there is a long line before the doors open. The clock strikes 2pm and the doors open, it is as though the gates have opened for the Kentucky Derby and we are horses, because it is a sprint for the tables. The tables are first come first serve and the location of your table can make or break the event. Tommy from our group sprints into the lead and snares a key table spot. On a corner, and an aisle, with enough distance from all of the massive projection TV screens that we do not have to crane our necks in any direction in order to have a full 100” screen view of the game.
A waiter greets us and takes multiple drink, beer bucket, and shot orders. The Mirage Super Bowl Party is open bar, full waitstaff, cheerleaders everywhere. There are so many bars and waiters it is impossible not to be double-fisting drinks. 8 long food buffets are setup with choice chow and no wait times. Foosball, pool, ping pong, and air hockey tables are nearby to kill time before kickoff, not to mention numerous betting windows. It is the perfect setup for watching the Super Bowl. But its not the setup that makes the Mirage Super Bowl Party the ultimate place to watch the game.
Picture your favorite experiences at sold out movie theatres for comedy or horror shows. The surround sound and large screen makes you feel like you are in the situation with the movie characters. The audience is laughing or screaming together at the same time. You find that your reaction to the audience, which you were a part of, causes an additional laugh. At the Mirage VIP Super Bowl Party, there are 1,000 degenerate gamblers in the same room. They are eating and drinking at a vicious pace. So much money is on the game that the gambling windows inside the room have windows just for $1,000 minimum bettors. Everyone in the place has completely overdid their partying. Who can still party 4 days in a row in their 30s, 40s, and 50s? The frayed, gnawed hysteria of high stakes betting done by people who need to win money and are still partying wayyyy past their bedtimes makes for a frenetic rippling buzz in the room. Emotions are exaggerated with numerous screams and cheers each play. There are bets on the coin toss, the first score, the last score, almost every play has ungodly amounts of money on it. I know I exchanged tense moments while we waited for confirmation that the first punt went less than 43 yards, and then jumped in the air and hugged people when it was confirmed to be less than 43 yards, the table had just won $200! Take the best movie at a sold out theatre, multiply that by 10, and you have the Mirage VIP Super Bowl Party.