In tribute to Anthony Kim: My top places to act a fool on the Las Vegas Strip
Anthony Kim seems to have forgotten the golden rule of Las Vegas: don’t pop $25,000 bottles of champagne on a dance floor with a sore thumb.
I’ve partied pretty hard in Las Vegas in my days as a lesser-inhibited youth, but I sure never had the means to spray a $25,000 bottle of champagne amongst partygoers, as Kim reportedly did on Tuesday night in Vegas.
He later canceled on Justin Timberlake and the Shriner’s Hospital Open.
His manager said the two incidents were unrelated and his thumb was flaring up long before he went out on the town.
I suppose the closest I’ve come to the antics of Kim in Vegas was during my college spring break when I dumped half a 40 oz. of Red Dog all over my buddy outside Barbary Coast. I also recall looking at the bottle menu at Studio 54 and thinking $300-plus for a bottle of Vodka might not be the wisest investment - not when Spearmint Rhino was just a short cab away.
But even still, I salute you Anthony for going hard in Vegas on a Tuesday night. This week in Austin, I played in a free poker game at a sports bar, where the winner took home $50.
It sure wasn’t Vegas.
Earlier in Kim’s night, he was also reportedly asked to settle down at a Bellagio Casino card table. I’m a little surprised to hear that, as I’ve been a firsthand witness (and in some cases the cause) of some pretty absurd displays of buffoonery that barely batted an eye from security.
My group usually passed on high-class joints like Bellagio or Wynn. Instead, we’d opt for dives where the table minimums were $5 and the floor was a little more desperate for your business - and thus less likely to stick security on you for being a loudmouth. Our favorite spot back in the day was Imperial Palace Casino’s “champagne pit", where dance music blared at the tables and the waitresses kept all our plastic glasses full of (less than $25,000 a bottle) champagne. I spent about eight straight hours being an nuisance at a table there once, and frankly wish they would had asked me to leave at some point.
At Planet Hollywood the music on the casino floor is pumping, and many of the lady dealers are hot bods showing off their assets, and dancers hug and grind poles above them. So it’s pretty hard to get anyone’s attention with your own antics. There is also a karaoke room right next to the casino if you have some wisdom worth blurting into an open mic.
And who could forget former Barbary Coast turned Bill’s Gambling Hall, where you can get $1 margaritas at 9 a.m. and roll around on the ground wrestling your buddy, ruining his $15 suit and not get stopped by a passer-by?
Another option to act like a sloppy drunk without getting shushed is O’Shea’s Casino and Irish Bar, across the street from the Mirage, which has late night beer pong and cheap pitchers of some kind of awful beer that makes the flight home the following day a living hell. Then again, I’m not sure I’ve ever flown home from Vegas feeling like a spring chicken.
But I’ve also never missed a Las Vegas tee time. Tucker: 1 Kim: 0.
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