Bridge Fun

The following is slightly raunchy so, if you are an easily offended type, don't read it.

There are three or four men (always men do this; no women) who pull everyone's hand out from the board to be played.  This always annoyed me and I can't really tell you why.  I suspect it's my grandfather, the killer diller poker player of the Hastings on Hudson Protection Engine Company Volunteer Fire Dept. game, who says in my head "Jude!  Don't ever let anyone touch your cards".

I have retrained three of the offenders to leave my hand alone.  The other is Director Everette and, as far as I am concerned, he can do anything he wants with my cards any time.  Yesterday, partner/director/friend Paula and I were playing against one of the men who went ahead and pulled my hand from the board.  I gave him the Ms. Judith look and he said, "Oh shoot, Judy, I forgot".  I humphed a little just so he wouldn't forget next time.  It was a beautiful hand, 14 points and a great major.  Partner and I rolled a game easily.

I said to the offender, "Gee David, maybe I need to rethink this card pulling thing".  Next board, he left my hand in its pocket and I pulled out a stinker with two jacks.  On the third board, David pulled out all hands but mine and I looked at him and said, "Okay David - pull it out".  Not missing a beat, he said, "That's the first time a woman has ever asked me to pull it out".  I said, "That's the biggest lie I've ever heard".  David was gasping for air between gales of laughter and the rest of us were trying unsuccessfully to keep the noise down but didn't succeed too well.

Actually, people said it was nice to hear other players having fun rather than carping at each other.  It was a total bridge disaster of a day, but, as always when Paula is my partner, we have a great time and laugh a lot.  That is the way it should be.