A slim, elegant older gentleman took a seat on his patio overlooking Lake Mead on Monday morning, turned on his phone and began to parse his wagers for the day. Would he bet on the Rockets, who were favored by one point over the Warriors? Would he take his hometown Vegas Golden Knights, underdogs in Winnipeg?
This is how Vegas Vic starts almost every day.
Thanks to a common-sense ruling, soon you can too. Finally.
“It’s idiotic you had to go to ‘Tony Two-Toes,’ and ‘Joey Four-Fingers’ and all the guys in those east coast cities, the gambling capitals of the world where the mob is running things,”‘ Vic said.