IT’S doubly clear now why Rod Nazario is trying to avoid Las Vegas the way a bus traveler abhors a clogged, unwashed road toilet.
Because Las Vegas stinks to high heavens, as far as Manny Pacquiao’s business manager is concerned.
Las Vegas is a big, rotten punch below the belt.
No, Nazario did not pinch his nose in recalling what Bob Arum, the cunning, influential manager of Juan Manuel Marquez, told him up inside the ring at MGM Grand last month moments after Pacquiao’s failed crown bid in the well-lit gambling capital.
