COLUMN [Casino Gambling] -- Let me make you an offer you can't refusePosted by Craig Westover | 5:53 PM |
Feb. 17, 2004
The brook running through the Minnehaha Café at Mystic Lake Casino babbled like Red McCombs on the need for football stadium funding as the waitress brought John McCarthy his charbroiled burger and fries. At the same moment, two men — both wearing heavy trench coats and fedoras angled across their foreheads — approached the table. The smaller of the two slid into the chair across from McCarthy, removed his fedora and set it next to an empty plate. McCarthy recognized the man they call "the Governor."
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