Meet Wilbur Ross. He’s an investor of all trades with an appetite for distressed assets. And he’s turning his sights to the casino industry. In particular, he’s drawn a bead on “companies [who] are also looking at selling assets in the Chinese gambling enclave of Macau to support struggling operations in Las Vegas.”
That means either Las Vegas Sands or MGM Mirage, and it’s old news that Sheldon Adelson has been peddling a couple of retail malls and the non-casino aspects of Sands Macao (above). MGM is attempting a reboot (successful so far) of MGM Grand Macau but still might come up short on completion money for CityCenter, especially if condo prices have to be reduced. And it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that one Macanese casino beats any number of hotel rooms or retail outlets.
Un-Trumped? Thwarted Trump Marina suitor Richard Fields is making another run at the property, which he’s been trying to buy since Homer was a pup. Better still for him, he could get it for as little as $75 million. However, he’s got dark-horse competition from a Maryland-based private equity fund that’s making a play for all three of the Trump Entertainment Resorts casinos.
Notorious for mainly hanging its corporate shingle in tax-haven Green Valley, would-be casino operator Empire Resorts is not only re-headquartered in New York State, it’s got new partners. Some of them bring checkered pasts to the table.
Also, Empire’s hopes hinge upon the current administration reversing an especially paternalistic ruling from the George W. Bush years: namely, that casino sites must be within commuting distance of the tribal owners’ — in this case the St. Regis Mohawks — reservations. If economic self-sufficiency is the endgame of federal/policy, Uncle Sam needs to loosen the apron strings.
Unready for some football. The unceremonious scrapping of Monday Night Football events at The Cannery is explained. Magic word: clearance. Columnist John Katsilometes also notes that the second weekend of Zowie Bowie‘s Vintage Vegas was better than the first. Which would mean it’s graduated from “bad” to “mediocre.”
New England moralists are apparently OK with slot machines in Rhode Island, so long as they’re covered by the fig leaf of mandatory greyhound racing. At least the slot players have a chance of actually catching the rabbit, metaphorically speaking. Animal cruelty is bad enough but when it’s enshrined in state law it’s even more objectionable, if such a thing is possible.
