Nearly every symbol is Rodman himself geared up in one outlandish outfit after another. No five championship rings (and shockingly no ever-popular “bling bling”-type symbol, either). No reference to glory days in Detroit, San Antonio or Chicago on the reels, though the bonus round does have ol’ Tennis Ball Head’s back sporting the familiar black-and-reds of Windy City basketball. Almost no sport at all, really, except for the autographed basketballs that trigger bonuses. It’s a blur of narcissism, really.
None of this is to imply that Vegas Technology hasn’t produced a quality bit of work here, however: The game is quick, the sound effects and music are excellent, and Rodman indeed has, um, an interesting visage. Fascinating, even.
All in all, despite the potential limited audience for the game and its probable existence as royalty to pay legal fees, Dennis Rodman is, like the man himself, quite a piece of work.