Edgar, me, and the Casino cigar room

When you’re in the cigar room of a casino with Edgar Martinez at 2 in the morning, you have to ask yourself “How did I get here?”. It is only then that you have to shake your head and realize that only Brent could have gotten you here.

Incredibly, this was not my first bizarre run-in with a celebrity (I once chauffeured and gave my cell phone number to a very drunk Shooter McGavin). Shooter notwithstanding, this evening took the surreal cake.

So Brent was celebrating his 27th birthday at the Snoqualmie casion. He was there with probably 10-15 of his fellows Sports Administration Grad students that included a U-Dub Tennis player and a former NFL nose tackle.

One of the girls had found herself at Edgar’s Blackjack table and before long another girl took up Edgar’s offer of a free $25 to play at one of the empty seats. And then things really took off. At one point, everyone pushed all in where everyone except another high roller went bust, but he quickly bankrolled the other players including Edgar himself. Then the girls started hitting it big and at one point players were taking shots for getting blackjack.

And if the night couldn't any stranger, I soon found myself as part of a group of 12 or so to caravan over to the Casino cigar lounge with Edgar. Granted, I was at the far end of the table and Edgar didn't say 2 words to me all night...but he saw me! I can also say that I know the man behind the women behind the blackjack table. So if you ever find yourself behind a blackjack table with Edgar Martinez and he's offering you $25, you should probably take that bet.