Why We Let Mom Gamble

My mother and I have a pretty simple deal during baseball season. I love going to mid-week day games. She loves playing the slots at the casino. So I drop her off in Greektown, then take the People Mover to Comerica Park.

How does that work for us?


It's not like she's blowing away my inheritance. That's straight cash, homey!

Unlike the past, where my physical presence in the casino has been terrible luck for her, Mama Cass built up that stash while I was sitting at the bar. Lady Luck is a fickle mistress.