LAS VEGAS — The sun had set on the Strip and some members of the Norwegian curling team were taking a break from competing in a tournament here. They were ready to hit the town, the Bellagio, perhaps, and maybe dinner at Caesars Palace. But the men knew that tourists would not recognize them as Scandinavian stars of an obscure sport.

People cared more about their pants.

In a scene straight out of a geekier version of “Ocean’s Eleven,” Thomas Ulsrud, the team’s skip, wore purple paisley pants with a matching jacket. Christoffer Svae opted for a tuxedo with a playing card pattern, and Haavard Vad Petersson wore bright pink cotton candy swirls with dots of electric green.

Camera phones, laughter and the drunken exclamations of tourists followed the team as it traversed the dizzying casino carpet.

“You would think in Vegas people have seen crazy stuff like that before,” Svae said. “But they got a lot of attention.”