GMG - Las Vegas Weekly

October 3, 2013

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AS WE SEE IT… E > ICE STORM The LA Kings beat the New York Rangers in Las Vegas last weekend. But would a local team fit the Vegas lifestyle? HOW DRUNK ARE YOU? Three apps that combat DUI DrinkTracker $1.99, This simulated breathalyzer bases its calculation of blood alcohol content on your age, gender, height, weight and real-time bar tab. It updates your BAC every minute and touts a countdown for when you're safe to drive. It also finds nearby taxis. And Version 3, dropping in November, has a bizarre auto-tweet feature so you can let friends know when you're drinking. GAME ON? The Weekly's Mike Prevatt weighs the pros and cons of having our own pro sports team It's Friday night, and I'm being nearly smothered by lively folk adorned in any combination of black, silver, white and purple, shuffling their way into the MGM Grand Garden Arena to watch our beloved LA Kings play the New York Rangers. These are visiting Angelenos—my people. I had to bail during my last Frozen Fury game to cover a show. But I'm not a typical LA sports fan—I'm not leaving early tonight, especially since I don't get many chances to see my LA teams. I find my seat, acclimate to the chill and take in the buzz of the game—which the Kings are already winning. When I notice an MGM ad for a preseason Lakers game, I think: I'd love to see the Lakers (or anyone) at the Grand Garden (or anywhere). And then I think about the unique pro sports situation here, one riddled with conflicts and caveats, at least for this non-native. I supported the Las Vegas 51s, but only when they were the Dodgers' Triple-A affiliate. In theory, I'd love to support a Vegas major pro league team, so I could have players to champion up close, and not from sports books and LA Times articles. But the emotional investment would be for naught as soon as the locals play the LA team, or threaten its playoff chances. There's football, of course—I haven't rooted for a team since the Rams were in Anaheim—but the NFL all but loathes Las Vegas, and pro football doesn't interest me much, anyway. I didn't go to a single Outlaws or Locomotives game, and you probably didn't, either. I'm the only person I know who regularly attends Cashman Field's MLB exhibition games, and I'm not a Cubs fan. And there's another rub. Beyond all the usual obstacles hindering local possession of a pro team, it's possible all our established diversions and varied work schedules make regularly attending sports events an unnatural fit for our Las Vegas lifestyle. That's not my particular problem—mine is one of allegiance. And it's one I'd happily negotiate, so I might have the opportunity to feel the energy of live pro sports more frequently. BETTER WET THAN NEVER Taking in Wet 'n' Wild—right before the park closed for the season Like any longtime Las Vegan, I eagerly anticipated the opening of Wet 'n' Wild. I couldn't wait to cross the gates and see how the new water park after weekend, I didn't go. All of a sudden, September was here—and just last week the seasonal closure announcement came. ¶ I refused to let a day at Wet 'n' Wild escape me, though—so two friends and I set out for the park this past Saturday, suited up and ready to get our feet (and everything else) wet. It was a great day to discover Wet 'n' Wild. The cool, fall air kept crowds away (one reason I avoided attending early on), and while the water was a bit chilly, it wasn't unpleasant. ¶ I had heard mixed reviews of the park from friends and acquaintances—that its size disappointed (it did), that the wave pool was extremely small (it was), but that it was also much cleaner than the previous incarnation (a major bonus) and that new amenities made the experience more enjoyable (floats in the lazy river and Disneyland-esque "fast passes"). ¶ After a day of slipping and sliding down nearly all the rides (the park's answer to Der Stuka, the Canyon Cliffs, fazed me yet again), I can confidently say that Wet 'n' Wild deserves a day during summer 2014. Improvements will be made during the offseason, too, so there might be even more reason to go next season. ¶ And those Canyon Cliffs? Come next spring, they're mine. –Mark Adams BACtrack $149, The Cadillac of smartphone breathalyzers uses a fuel cell sensor and internal breath pump to ensure the "gold standard" of accuracy. It tracks BAC and puts it in context (0.03: "You may be experiencing a loss of shyness and slight euphoria"), graphs your drinking habits and calculates time till you're sober again. On the social side, it's also a photo-driven drink diary, and shows the last 100 test results made public in your region. That's one fancy drunk map. –Erin Ryan OCTOBER 3–9, 2013 LASVEGASWEEKLY.COM 11_AWSI_2_20131003.indd 11 LA KINGS PHOTO BY SAM MORRIS; WET 'N' WILD PHOTO BY LEILA NAVIDI would compare to the one from my childhood summers. ¶ But weekend Alcohoot $99, Cops use platinum-grade fuel cell sensors in their breathalyzers, and so does this device. It plugs into your smartphone and tracks intoxication so you'll know exactly how many Long Island Iced Teas make you dangerous. It's also equipped to call cabs and find nearby restaurants for sobering up. 11 10/2/13 1:30 PM

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