Sauce Gardner Got So Freaked Out By A Magician He Said He's Never Going Back To Vegas

Don't expect to see New York Jets cornerback Sauce Gardner in Las Vegas anytime soon.

Why? Well, let me ask you something: what is there more of — per capita — in Las Vegas than any other city in the United States?

Degenerate gamblers?

I mean… yeah, but that wasn't what I was looking for.

Prostitutes,

Nope.  Wait, maybe… but, again, not it.

Elvis Impersonators.

Yes, but no. The answer I was looking for was magicians.

I'm not sure if there are more of them per capita in Vegas than anywhere else, but it sure sounds like it could be true, doesn't it? And it was a magician who made Sauce decide one trip to Sin City was plenty.

Gardner was in town for the Super Bowl (not to play in it, obviously), and wrote about his experience of sleight-of-hand magic that made him swear off Vegas.

"I was in Vegas and long story short somebody did a card trick and I'm 1000000% that the cards were in my palms. At the end, he said 'now it's a block of glass; move your hand' and a block of glass was in my hands instead of the cards. I'm not going back to Vegas."

At first, Gardner didn't say which magician it was. However, you know it wasn't that hack Chris Angel because Gardner didn't mention the trick being performed by a douche in an Ed Hardy shirt.

Eventually, the magician in question came forward. It was Carl Michael who said he performed at the NFLPA's party.

He even had a picture with Gardner that one has to assume was taken before the trick.

"You're reaction was insane!" Michael wrote.

This must have been one hell of a card trick that Michael pulled. I'm sure there was a little more to it than turning cards into a block of glass as Sauce described.

I'm sure Sauce will go back to Sin City. I mean, what is he going to do if the Jets play the Raiders? But don't expect to see him out on the town and taking in a Penn & Teller show or anything like that.

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Matt is a University of Central Florida graduate and a long-suffering Philadelphia Flyers fan living in Orlando, Florida. He can usually be heard playing guitar, shoe-horning obscure quotes from The Simpsons into conversations, or giving dissertations to captive audiences on why Iron Maiden is the greatest band of all time.