Originally Posted by
Drexel
As bizarre as all this may sound, it really is the truth.
I met C$ in person for the first time about a decade ago. It was during the NFL sesson. He was visiting Vegas and had a booth at Lagasse stadium at the Palazzo. He invited me to watch a playoff game with him and another friend that was in town.
When I got there, I met his friend but was informed C$ was in a local hospital (I wasn't told why) but was expected to be released soon. He had left instructions for me to eat and drink all I wanted to on his tab.
I ended up watching two playoff games over a 6 hour period with his friend. C$ never showed up.
As I was leaving, I received a call from C$. He has just gotten released from the hospital and was lol on foot walking down Maryland Parkway, which is a seedy part of Vegas. I drove to where he was, picked him up, briefly chatted in the car, and dropped him off at his hotel.
He had been hospitalized for dehydration.
The real fun started a couple of years later. He had asked me to make a 5k bet on a boxing match. I don't remember the fighters name, but C$ certainly will. The dude was like +400. Huge dog. The fight was on HBO. I happened to be home that night, so I sweated it with him.
C$'s boxer was getting killed. Round after round, this dude was getting hammered. I remember him calling me before the final round and saying he needed some miracle knock out to win.
Fight goes to the cards. C$'s fighter wins in a split decision. I am stunned. What the fuck were the judges watching??? My phone rings. It's C$. He is in total disbelief. I don't even know what to say. Neither does he. This literally was like a 20k free roll.
I go to the book that night and cash his ticket. I get the funds to him the following Monday. Maybe he had a little doubt that a guy who he met once on a car ride from the hospital might roll him for 20k, but he got his money literally the next day the bank was open.
I don't work for him.
I don't nor have I ever received compensation for anything I do (such as handling money and contracts with the stakees). I do it because he has become one of my best friends, not on forums, but in life over the last few years.
He comes to Vegas, we eat like kings together. We gamble like degenerates. We watch a ton of football together. We both love eating this Japanese Waygu (we call it meat on rocks) that's served at Sushi Samba at the Palazzo.
He stayed at my house once.
During the aforementioned stay at my home, he decides to go for a jog around 10am. It's October, so the weather is perfect.
I notice around 1pm that he's been gone quite a while.
By 2pm I am starting to get a little concerned.
2:45 i finally get a call from him. He tells me to come outside.
There is a brand new Audi parked in my driveway. He lol decided he didn't want to jog back so he bought a brand new Audi R8. Yup. I said R8.
We drove it around for the duration of his trip. He of course asks me if he can keep it in my garage until he can send someone to ship it to him. I tell him of course.
Obv it sits in my garage for 18 months. 47 miles on the odometer. I felt like Cameron in Ferris Buellers Day off.
Finally he ships it to New York lol.
Point being, he may be my richest friend, but I am as loyal and treat him no differently than my poorest friend.
GS
ZoD
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