When the race was over, the results were posted, along with the various payoffs for the different bets.
The screens had their computer generated names like Money God or Graceful Lotus. Inside the bubble, every 40 seconds nine plastic racehorses and jockeys lined up at the starting gate and then were let loose into a clunky galloping trip around the circle. A giant contraption on the casino floor, with a huge LCD screen on one end, encircled by individual video terminals and a large toy racetrack in the middle enclosed by a plastic bubble. I was prepared to shuffle back to the poker room and sit in a chair looking at my phone for the next hour or however long it took me to get into the wild game with the big pots. The Wheel of Fortune dollar machines were all occupied. The craps games that were going were already crowded. I gave the floorperson my initials and then went off in search of some other gambling game to whet my appetite while I waited. Despite the late hour, the list for the game was as long as my arm. I was in no mood to go home still a loser, so I signed up to get in another game that was going that looked loose and wild with lots of big pots. Late one night at the Borgata in Atlantic City, my poker game broke up before I was even for the night.
