
So you’re in Vegas and trying to figure out how you can come party with us, MMA stars of all shapes and sizes, and the crew from Fight! Magazine? It’s simple…in the way that it is totally complicated. You see, I (BF) have in my possession a handful of wristbands that will get you to the front of the line at Tryst on Friday night and knock the cover charge down from a criminal $50 for the commonfolk to a merely unreasonable $20 ($10 if you’re a woman, which is totally some sexist bullshit if you ask me) for friends of the Potato. All you have to do to get yours is find me and ask nicely.
The hard part is, you have to find me on or around the Vegas strip on a weekend when the place is flooded with MMA fans. To help you out, I’ll be updating my current location on Cage Potato’s official Twitter page, and I’ll be wearing a Cage Potato Hall of Fame shirt as I make my rounds. You can also use a little common sense to find me at the Fan Expo.
Will I be hanging at the Fight! Magazine booth, trying to get an advance on stories I have not yet written? Maybe. Will I be standing in line to get my picture taken with the Octagon girls, who would really like me if they got to know me? Probably. Will I eventually just say ‘screw it’ and give all the wristbands to an elderly couple I meet in the bar at the Excalibur, where I’m staying? Almost certainly.
Whatever happens, I’m getting rid of those wristbands before 10 pm on Friday night, even if I have to give them out at random during the Tuff Girls all-female MMA event at The Orleans earlier in the evening, where I’ll be in attendance to watch Paige Zio, citizen of the Potato Nation, get her fight on (give ‘er hell, Paige).
So remember to check our Twitter and keep an eye out for your boy. If you end up wandering around the M&M’s store all night instead of partying it up at Tryst, you’ll only have yourself to blame.








I'm dying to get out of the office. Please Ben help us pass the time.