I’ve been waiting a long time to finally have something I can call my own. Ever since I saw that episode of Six Feet Under where David Fisher gets drunk at a funeral home owners’ convention and gets arrested after getting caught having sex with another man on the hood of his car in a parking garage, I’ve always been in love with Las Vegas. There’s also The Hangover (still slightly bitter they didn’t consider The Fat Jesus’ as the mascot, they could just have Zack Galifinakis wear a robe to every game), Fallout: New Vegas, and of course the episode of Friends where Ross and Rachel get married in Vegas. Vegas has always been to me what a Super Ring is to Dan Marino: just my unattainable goal that I can see off in the distance but really never come close to. But now its here, and its all mine.
Oh and The Killers too. I really like them. They’re from Vegas.
We hope you enjoy your stay Golden Knights.