Bridge Lessons Cont.

Seven year old, grandson, Noah, has had about 3 bridge lessons and downloaded a bridge training program on to his ipad.  Grandpa showed him how to take a finesse this morning.  However,  we heard when passing by an in progress ipad game, "I HATE no trump".  ahh - the kid has a great future.  He is a chip off the old grandmother block.

Recruits

The two youngest grandsons are visiting for a week.  The seven year old announced upon arrival that he wanted to learn to play bridge.  I laid out an easy 4 spade hand for him; explained that he had to "bid" to play the hand.  He grasped the concept of which card takes a trick fairly quickly but, when the lesson was over, he said, "That was really fun but I don't get the bidding part".  Yep - smart guy  - zeroed in on the problem immediately.  I'm hoping some day to "get" the bidding part too.  Five more grandchildren still to hook.  Maybe, when I'm in the home, 3 of them will show up and play a few hands with me. More likely not but what is life without hope?

Popularity Contest

Husband/partner and I become very popular when the Eight is Enough games are scheduled.  In these games, each player has a number, depending on the number of points which have been accumulated by said player.  The total number of points of all team members can't exceed eight.  This means that the killer teams of superA players don't exist.  It also means that players at our level, for once, become in high demand.  We are number ones (lowest of the low) and the number threes try to find good number ones to fill out the team. 

This is about the only time, at the bridge club, where we are actually sought after and have to turn down multiple offers from very good teammates.  I feel like the pretty, popular cheerleader in high school who turns down multiple cute guys who ask her out.  Since this never happened in real life, it's another new sixth decade experience.  I like it.