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One of the great heist movies of the new millennium, Ocean’s Eleven, plays out before our eyes on an evening basis. Every time we whip out the iPhone, fire up the DraftKings app, and lay a 12- or 13-bet parlay in hopes of capping a single four-figure score, we’re surely tapping into our inner Danny Ocean (George Clooney).

With beginner’s luck comes a blind arrogance, and I had an abundance of it back in the fall of 1997. Although a novice dice roller at the time, my track record remained unblemished at the craps table.

Strategies abound when it comes to the roulette table, as nearly every lover of the money wheel has derived a system that meets his or her liking. Many folks remain loyal to a handful of numbers that prove sentimental or signify good fortune. Others go the way of the outside wagers, opting for the evens, odds, highs or lows.

Why Hedging That Sports Parlay Won’t Spoil Your Vacation ... Before plunging into a spell of temporary insanity, Clark Griswold (Chevy Chase) and family traveled two-thousand miles via station wagon to hop some rollercoasters at beloved Wally World. After surviving an onset of disasters along the holiday road (carjacking, dead dog, dead grandmother ... the usual stuff), the Griswolds finally reached their own personal Promised Land in California...

The clock is tickin’ and he’s taking a lickin’. His hand scrambles into the pocket, searching for a hint of salvation and feeling nothing but lint. He’s well behind in this struggle, but this is no time to panic or fret. He’s got ‘em right where he wants them. After all, he’s the Comeback Kid.

“You can learn a lot, watching things eat,” Jack Nicholson quips over a bottle of chianti and risotto in The Departed. Well, same goes with the dice chuckers hovering around the craps tables. When they scoop up those cubes into their palms, it’s painfully simple to decipher between the bold and the bashful. Let’s take a deeper delve into today’s dice shooters and in the way they set those suckers airborne.

They’re not quite of the same peril as snapping Polaroids during an inverted 4G negative dive at a range of two meters (“one and a half, actually”). But some of our friendly casino daredevils have performed many reckless gaming stunts that would do even Maverick proud. And unlike the Russians, who outright denied the incident at the climax of Top Gun, we’re assuring you that these wild casino stunts actually did happen.

Baccarat, as many know, has long been a game of streaks. It is like watching Steph Curry rattle off a long succession of swishes from beyond the arc. Once it’s all set in motion, it often becomes a spectacle to behold.

We’re talking gun fights, machete fights, sex romps, vehicular rollovers, elevator drownings, foiled terrorist attempts, defibrillator shock pops, smackdowns in speedy gas trucks, rope-induced testicle torture (yes, you read that right), and a whale of a foot chase up, down, and around a crane chain at a Madagascar construction site.

Whether it’s beechwood aged or Milwaukee brewed, there’s really nothing like a stack of chips in one fist and a glass of malty suds in the other. During our casino ventures, it’s easy to be seduced by the prospect of free booze, especially when it’s delivered by long-legged eye candy with a billion-dollar bustline. And the premier grind houses offer it all – everything from cabernet to a Cosmo to a Cape Codder – oftentimes free of charge if partaking in the surrounding sizzle

Take the Sin out of the City and you might arrive somewhere like the subtle contours of the Red Rock Casino & Resort. Shrouded in granite some fifteen miles westward from the strip (Summerlin South, Nevada), the Red Rock may be Vegas’ perfect concoction of a PG-rated gaming venue. Remove the electric sizzle, showman’s dazzle, and late-night debauchery and the Red Rock delivers a family-style backdrop for gaming fanatics of all levels and restrictions.

Around the same time the Berlin Wall came crumbling down, a nifty, little establishment cropped up in the heart of the Las Vegas strip. To the random passerby, the shamrock above its entranceway was the perfect invitation into its 30,000-foot premises. Yes, the luck of the Irish had dwelled within.