March 7th, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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THE SEDONA ELKS CLUB
It all began about six weeks ago with an email from our good friend Robb Gordon (formerly from Chicago, NY and now Arizona) asking if we’d consider driving up (no commercial air transportation other than the private Sedona airport) for their little Sectional in early March to play with Linda and him and Brian Schoenfeld. Being brain-dead and non-anticipatory of my fear of heights, I happily accepted as I had heard so much about Sedona. Little did I know that the AAA directions took us through the unforgettable scenic route (every imaginable winding road through the canyons, gorges and mountain tops till we finally arrived at our destination – the charming Sky Ranch Lodge traversing a narrow winding guardrailed road – which seemed halfway to heaven. It was about a mile or two above the lovely Sedona Elks Club Lodge so the convenience was perfect. However, Robb immediately gave this scaredy cat an alternate return route which was on straight, flat terrain which took half an hour longer – but much more relaxing minus the cavernous highs and lows. (However, Bobby and I both agreed if we return to this Nirvana of a bridge setting, we’d stay at Best Western off the main flat highway on 89A and take the low road)!
Once my motor trauma was behind us, we had a ball, winning the opening day K/O followed by another K/O (3/4) and a 3rd in the Swiss. Though we thought there would not be any world beaters in the crowd, we were in for a surprise. We played against half a dozen tough, experienced players who knew exactly what they were doing and could hold their own at higher level events, including Nationals. Not such duck soup as we expected.
Let me tell you about our delightful three days – but I don’t know where to begin the plaudits. The nearby restaurants (a super N.Y. style deli we frequented for breakfast every day and dinners at a sensational Italian Restaurant called Dahl & DiLuca and an unusual Szechuan/Sushi dining spot were our choices) – could not have been improved upon. One night we dined together with the Gordons, and our fifth (Brian) and his non-playing bridge wife – the lovely Renee Schoenfeld (who happens to be a psychiatrist) and well equipped to contribute a lot to our bridge conversation though we were careful not to ‘talk bridge” – just about the unusual groups that bridge attracts. Renee added a lot to the discussion because maybe she understands our participants better than we we do. We also had a treat seeing the Gordon’s magnificent Southwest decor home with the highlight getting to meet the famous “Lola” their priceless, adorable puppy (a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel) whom they treasure (and we loved too).
The site, The Sedona Elks Club on some godforsaken off-the-road site like a trailer park, was elegant. Between a beautiful bar room, there were good sized playing rooms on either side. The lighting was good, the floor director was on top of everything and the people were paragons of good manners and ethics. It really left nothing to be desired.
As we walked in the door (before we reached where the entries were being sold), we were greeted by Elks volunteers (Jim Hutchins, Manager) who offered us a sheet to select our lunch (prepared by the members) for $8.00 when we took a short lunch break. It consisted of hamburgers, cheeseburgers, hot dogs, chili dogs, salads, etc. plus a variety of chips, an apple, veggies and unlimited beverages, including iced tea. Avoiding the hustle bustle of leaving the premises was a godsend and you could eat on the terrace or at your table. Could not have been more convenient – and the cuisine was excellent beside the price being right!
Also they have a table with coffee, water, tea (hot or cold), nosh on the sidelines if you couldn’t wait till the lunch break. A sight to behold and a marvelous, considerate addition to the tiring three sessions (unless you got knocked out earlier). They had bracketed pair games, two K/Os and a two session Swiss so we finished early on the last night as many from out of town (Phoenix, Sun City, Scottsdale, many California cities and other locales, etc.) had ventured a long way to this beautiful event. I can sincerely say I have never been to a tournament in over fifty-five years where the amenities were superb, the people were warm, gracious, friendly, outgoing and so overwhelmed to welcome a celebrity like Bobby.
Incidentally, On Friday Bobby participated in the recognition and presentation of awards to the Mini-McKinney Winners (by points categories) plus the Aces of Clubs winners. The presentation and the real stars of the show were the Emcee Marsha Helton (named ACBL Goodwill Winner of the year) and her handsome. charming husband Darryl who is President, Unit Tournament Coordinator and Membership Chair. By the way, Marsha not only organized beginners and novices a couple years ago but had worked with them to bring more players into the fold. She is also Committee Member, Clubs News Reporter, Electronic Chair and handles tournament publicity. The Heltons are the pillars of the bridge community (plus help from dozens and dozens of other enthusiastic volunteers). It is truly an inspirational unit and district. They are all a credit to the game.
February 22nd, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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Over a year ago the long time owner of LVBC, Loretta Brown, passed away and was bought out by Dixie Perkinson, who took on two partners. Dixie has given 200% of herself to the club, its members and above all has dedicated herself to run the game as a legitimate, clean club game should be run as long as master points are being sanctioned by the ACBL.
If you want to play by your own rules, get a foursome. go to the pool, your condo clubroom or someone’s kitchen. If you want to win master points, be prepared to play by the rules of the game. Many clubs, including LVBC, give special lessons to beginners and at the same time try to explain to them the rights and wrongs of protocol at the table. A great many of the populace at LVBC are good, solid players who know right from wrong. Others try to play some cockapitzy systems (which confuse the opponents and which cause mix-ups between the the players themselves). So be it.
Sit back, have a drink, and turn on some soft music. After you have heard the full nightmare, you may need a sedative or blood pressure pill. Ready? Are you sure? O.K. Here goes.
Two lovely, innocent, unknowledgeable, inexperienced ladies approach our table and sit down. The auction, WITH BOTH SIDES VULNERABLE, proceeds:
P P 2S P(*)
(*) INDICATES A FULL MINUTE (OR MORE) HUDDLE BEFORE PASSING AND AFTER MY PARTNER PASSES, MY RHO BIDS 3H. I STARTED TO CALL THE DIRECTOR TO EXPLAIN THE SITUATION OF HER PARTNER HUDDLING FOR SO LONG, BUT THE HUDDLER JUMPED IN WITH 4H. WHEN DUMMY CAME DOWN WITH AK9XX AQJX AKX X — I ALMOST HAD A STROKE ! BY THAT TIME THE DIRECTOR WAS STANDING OVER THE TABLE AND SAID PLAY THE HAND.
THINKING HE WAS JOKING, I SAID ‘YOU MUST BE KIDDING’. She misplayed it (making 5) when a slam was cold.
Oh, yes, the partner of the huddler/passer (VULNERABLE) DARED TO BALANCE WITH X KXXXXX Q JXXXX . How does that grab ya? Sure, good players might take a shot and balance with 3H BUT NEVER AFTER PARTNER HAS TAKEN SO LONG TO PASS. It’s unconscionable for a knowledgeable honorable person.
It is hard to believe that any player (or director) playing over a year does not understand that when partner bids out of tempo (and you are not in a forcing auction), THE POTENTIAL BALANCER MUST GO OUT OF HIS OR HER WAY NOT TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE HUDDLE. It is known in the vernacular as UNAUTHORIZED INFORMATION.
I insisted on a return to 2S (HOWEVER MANY I WENT DOWN) BUT SCORED IT AS –650 till the game was over. I THEN WENT OVER TO THE DIRECTOR, BILL JOHNSON, WHO HAD TO FILL IN TO MAKE A WHOLE TABLE AND TOLD HIM I INSISTED ON APPEALING THE RULING OF –650. THE SCORE AUTOMATICALLY SHOULD HAVE REVERTED BACK TO 2S DOWN HOWEVER MANY (LESS THAN A VULNERABLE GAME WITH OVERTRICK).
Bobby had to leave immediately after the game so I arranged a ride home with someone else and I insisted on staying until it was resolved. I was castigated with INSIPID WORDS FROM A DESPICABLE AND DISLIKED PLAYER WHO CRITICIZED ME FOR PICKING ON SOME NICE LADIES WHO JUST COME FOR THE ENJOYMENT AND TRIED TO CRUCIFY ME FOR WANTING EVERYONE TO PLAY BY THE PROPER RULES OF THE GAME (how awful!!!). THEN ONE OF HIS PARTNERS (HUSBAND OF ONE OF THE OWNER’S) TRIED TO CONVINCE EVERYONE THAT PEOPLE CAN BID WHATEVER THEY WANT WITH A 1/6/1/5 HAND (SURE THEY CAN – IF PARTNER HAD NOT HUDDLED FOR OVER A MINUTE) AND EVEN POINTED OUT THEY WERE COLD FOR 6H (like it really mattered). It only goes to show that people who really don’t understand the protocol of the game should shut their bleeping mouths. As Abraham Lincoln once said: Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt. This is the same director who was directing a game a while back one afternoon and when I asked for a ruling, he said he’ll think about it that night. Perfect timing.
However, I am proud to say Director BILL JOHNSON (at the risk of being lynched when he left the club) had the gumption to resist listening to the peddling of the hand and did give us –500 (rather than the absurd –650) which the idiots were trying to sell. The fact that the opponents are cold for a slam is immaterial!!!!! That argument does not hold any water in this particular case . (Incidentally, several people came over to me and thanked me for fighting for what is right – in the interest of the game and the club as well).
LVBW is trying everything within their power to try to get the few people with these kind of problems to straighten up and fly right. They have an early Monday lesson and game for beginners with local bridge pro Rick Price and experienced director, terrific player and administrator, Becky Rogers, after hearing the story offered (following the Lexington NABCs) to come down one day and try to explain the reasoning behind the situations such as happened today.
TO MAKE BRIDGE A FARCE IS AN INSULT TO THE GAME!
February 22nd, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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Reflecting over the years, few have been lucky to have been wed to two very special individuals who are held in high esteem in the bridge world both for their accomplishments and their honor and deportment at the table. I shared many happy, serious moments and some very sad ones with both. However, allow me to recount a humorous reference from The Lone Wolff, Bobby’s tell-all of his sixty-five years on the bridge scene.
However, this one starts out focusing on my betrothal to Norman and is a prelude to Bobby’s funny tale. After Norman and I got engaged in 1963, he took me back to his home in Merchantville where his mother proudly marched me up to the third floor attic and presented me with four old (but clean) huge grocery garbage bags. One contained newspaper articles, clippings. ACBL Bridge bulletins, etc. I figured out immediately I had been assigned the chore of making several scrapbooks of Norman’s many triumphs. I dreaded looking through the three bulky, obviously heavy bags and stared in wonderment until I realized they were old blackened tarnished trophies like the Vanderbilts, Reisingers and Spingolds plus, plus, plus. Eventually I carted them home and had most of the premier ones invicted (that seems to be the word they used for this expensive process though I couldn’t find it in the dictionary) to preserve them from ugly tarnish and to this day tediously polish the rest of both Norman’s and Bobby’s (when I am having visitors). It is a very long, filthy and exhausting endeavor. Dusting is one thing – polishing is another!
They are prominently displayed (together with Bobby’s eleven world championship medals and trophies) in my joint Kay-Wolff (that’s Norman and Bobby’s) magnificent Trophy Room here in our home in Summerlin. Fortunately (and I mean fortunately) dozens of Bobby’s are absent and this is the story I alluded to in the opening.
Back in the late fifties or early sixties Bobby and his buddies were playing in a Texas border town tournament and decided to cross into Mexico for some of his favorite food. They were stopped by the border patrol and when a bulgy suitcase full of Bobby’s indiscriminate trophies were discovered in the trunk of his car, they politely said they would confiscate them temporarily and return the precious metals when they came back into Texas that evening. As they returned to the border, the honorable policeman dutifully rushed to Bobby to return his booty as promised.
“KEEP THEM,’ he blurted! (GOLD AND SILVER?? HARDLY! Little did they know!)
February 16th, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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Just to keep you up to date on the $77,500 donation of the late Peter Pender ($27,500 to the Junior Trials Fund which was close to being brought up to date) and particularly the $50,000 to perpetuate his name (by originally changing the title from the Vugraph to the Pendergraph): NOTHING HAS BEEN DONE TO RETRIEVE OVER $11,400 SPENT IN 2005-2006 (LONG AFTER THE ABANDONMENT OF THE PENDERGRAPH) AND THE SLOTH OF LEAVING A BALANCE OF $10,700 IN HIS ACCOUNT – NOT MAKING ANY EFFORT TO HONOR A DEAD MAN’S WISHES BY FORMING A COMMITTEE TO RIGHT THE WRONG.
Most of the people now in control were not there at the time (in 1990) when Peter generously forked over the loot to commemorate his name. Most of them are dead or inactive. HOWEVER, WHERE ARE THE RECORDS? ARE THEY LOST OR BURNED? WHO WAS MINDING THE STORE? WHY WILL THE ACBL PRESIDENT (Craig Robinson) WHOM I KNOW WELL AND WROTE TO and the other 24 MEMBERS OF THE BOARD OF DIRECTORS (WHO ARE WELL AWARE OF THE SITUATION) NOT GET OFF THEIR BUTTS AND TRY TO RECTIFY THEIR SLOPPY ACCOUNTING AND TAKE OVER THE REINS. HONORING PETER’S WISHES. What assurance do other benefactors have that their healthy donations will be used as specified and intended?????
On the other issue (the LV October regional incident). Bobby spoke to two of the directors present at the farce of a meeting held in Orlando whose objective is SOLELY to protect their flock. which seems to the order of the day at the ACBL. Everyone is blameless. No one ever does anything wrong. THEY WOULDN’T ACKNOWLEDGE ANY BIAS. IT IS A DEAD ISSUE.
This past week, the Bally’s Sectional was held and there was some question of whose responsibility (in a Swiss Team) it was to make sure each table had all the boards they were supposed to play). Bobby spoke to the DIC whose ANSWER was NOT THE CADDIES. Since they are now so strict on this time obsession, what is a caddy being paid for? In an eight board match, you should not have to be responsible for summoning the missing board. THE CADDY HAS ONLY ONE JOB – TO BRING THE NEEDED BOARD TO THE RIGHT TABLE (ESPECIALLY THE LAST OF A SET). NO ANDS, IFS OR BUTS!
I personally am getting sick of the ACBL’s attitude of turning the other cheek and allowing others to take the blame when it is THEIR RESPONSIBILITY TO RUN THE GAME IN A TIMELY AND ORDERLY FASHION and see to it that benefactors get their just due.
February 13th, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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I was shocked to not see any mention of the above on our blog sites (but I easily could have missed it). It is basically a distant cousin to the Olympic games (the mind games for which Jose Damiani has been actively pursuing a place for bridge for several years and asked everyone to send their BEST PAIRS). Travel expenses and full board accommodation will be paid by the sponsoring organization, including business class air travel. The teams invited:
Open Event — China, Italy, Norway, USA
Women’s Event — China, England, France, USA
Players to arrive December 8th or 9th
Opening ceremony 12/9 evening
Closing ceremony 12/16 late afternoon
The USBF has been asked to send an Open team and a Women’s Team. Rumors were flying but the word on the street (unconfirmed) was the first three choices (MECKWELL; LEVIN/WEINSTEIN and GRECO/HAMPSON turned the invitations down for their own personal distinct reasons). In the Women’s Group LYNN DEAS and BETH PALMER accepted without consideration – and are quite deserving. The remaining two open spots for the women’s and all three pair vacancies for the Open will be decided by ballot. Players in the 2010 USBC and 2009 USWBC received an email asking for an expression of interest in competing and indeed they did.
SPORTACCORD OPEN SLATE
Gloria Bart
Les Bart
Steve Beatty
George Jacobs
David Berkowitz
Alan Sontag
Peter Boyd
Steve Robinson
Drew Casen
Jim Krekorian
Mark Cohen
Milt Rosenberg
Doug Doub
Adam Wildavsky
Fred Gitelman
Brad Moss
Matthew Granovetter
Pamela Granovetter
Jiang Gu
Xiaodong Shi
Bob Hamman
Ralph Katz
MIchael Kamil
Roy Welland
Kyle Larsen
Rose Meltzer
Michael Rosenberg
Chris Willenken
Fred Stewart Kit Woolsey
SPORTACCORD WOMEN’S SLATE
Cheri Bjerkan
Rozanne Pollack
Mildred Breed
Marineza Letizia
Disa Eythorsdottir
Betty Ann Kennedy
Margie Gwozdzinski
Kathy Strauch
Irina Levitina
Kerri Sanborn
Linda Lewis
Pam Wittes
Karen McCallum
Sywia McNamara
Shawn Quinn
Migry Zur Campanile
Janice Seamon-Molson
Tobi Sokolow
Schedule:
Date Event 10:30/ 19:30 Open Women
10th Teams double round robin 3×16 4 teams 4 teams
11th 3×16
12th Final & playoff 3×16
13th Pairs 12 pairs 12 pairs
14th
15th Individual 24 players 24 players
16th 10:30/14:00
17th Departure
Prizes:
Total 1st 2nd 3rd 4th 5th 6th 7th 8th
Open teams $66,000 30 18 12 6
Open Pairs 44,000 10 8 7 5 4 3 2 1
+1000 for best each session (total 4,000)
Open Individual 30,000 8 6 5 4 2 1/2 1 1/2
+1000 for each best session (total 3,000)
Open total $140,000
Women teams $60,000 24 18 12 6
Women Pairs 30,000 8 6 5 4 2 1
+1000 for each best session (total 4,000)
Women Individual 20,000 6 4 3 2 1/2 1 1/2
+1000 for each best session (total 3,000)
Women total $110,000
(METHOD OF CHOOSING OF TEAMS) USBF BOARD TO CHOOSE NOMINEES FOR SPORTACCORD EVENT AND YOU CAN ALSO APPLY YOURSELVES. Those finishing high (1st and 2nd in last two years’ NABC team games, etc.) are eligible to vote.
It shall be interesting to see who makes the teams. To some (professionals who turned it down for individual personal reasons – it amounts to diddly squat compared to their regular professional fees although that was not necessarily reason for the refusals). IT DID COME AT A BAD TIME – one week after the Seattle NABCS. To others it is both the honor and the money. The question is who will get the nod. Can’t wait to see what they come up with!!!! In any event, I hope the selectees make us proud.
February 10th, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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The first LV Tournament held eons ago at the Union Plaza and later The Riviera found a new location at the exciting Bally’s hotel in the heart of the Strip. The table attendance at this point (with eight sessions = two on Monday and three each on Tuesday and Wednesday) are setting records with 810 tables to date – up quite a bit from the Riviera. The intrigue and fascination of a new locale always peeks the curiosity of the bridge crowd. Although most attendees are locals, it has drawn many big names from other parts of the country and everyone is having a blast – not only seeking master points but enjoying all the novel gambling opportunities. A game not offered at most LV hotels is called Black Jack Switch, an unusually exciting and action-packed concept which Bobby and I have been playing (and jut about holding our own). All this and heaven too.
Last night after the game (at 10:30), as we only had a nosh for dinner we treated ourselves to dessert and coffee. Since the hour was so late, we ordered room service for breakfast as we had a 9 a.m. kickoff this morning. However, as I am writing to you, our breakfast room service arrived. We had been advised in advance that they sent the wrong order. The proper one arrived fifteen minutes later. However, the kicker was we could not sign it to our room. CASH ONLY. Did you ever???? Bobby refused to pay cash so finally I negotiated for a credit card which they accepted belligerently. What is this economy coming to??
I’ll leave you with the piece desistence. The minimum wager at BJ Switch is $30 per hand. which is not my style). Bobby was playing for more. After about 8 sessions before and after the bridge, we were having a blast at the table (and they give you a Rewards Card to track your gambling … a bit of a consolation, if you lose).
Out of curiosity, I asked what we were entitled to (thinking at least a nice dinner in the hotel). Hold on to your hats folks. My total credit was $1.65 and Bobby’s was $8.35. Honest Injun!
However, great playing space. Nothing’s perfect.
February 8th, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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Arriving early afternoon on Super Bowl Sunday, in order to unpack, have a snack and settle in for the exciting football contest on our room TV, we learned at the Check in Desk that Bally’s/Paris had no clue about a bridge tourney five days in duration to be held there. We were told we had made a mistake but she would do some checking. The lovely embarrassed clerk returned fifteen minutes later with no additional information. However, there are two towers (North and South). Where was it going to be held? She dunno. It was like a two way guess for a queen. She put us in the North Tower, but the mysterious ”queen” was located in the SOUTH TOWER. I gave her my Glitter Gulch flyer and she printed it and when I saw her the following morning, she apologized she had stationed us in the wrong camp. Nice start.
By the time the players started arriving on Monday (kickoff day), they seemed to be aware it was being held in the Pacific Ballroom in the South Tower. Too little — too late for us. I was not packing and unpacking. Once was enough. By the way, I called conscientious tournament chairman Tom Shulman from my cell phone advised him of the catastrophe so he could straighten it out and he went into shock as Tom does things in a proper fashion and usually leaves no stone unturned. It was strictly the carelessness off this huge hotel chain which connects to the Paris and other hotel properties.
There is no sports book here but lots of expensive shops and restaurants. We enjoyed The Steakhouse until the bill came (one hard drink, one iced tea, two normal entrees, no dessert – with tip a shade under $150. Even a normal breakfast for two (nothing special) at The Sidewalk Cafe with tip over forty bucks. Give me back Katy’s and Kristopher’s at the old Riviera. Not as new and modern – but quite delectable and a noticeable difference in cost.
I am not such an old fusspot as the above sounds. I just expect and demand efficiency with such an established and supposedly organized hot spot in Vegas with a reputation as a lovely hotel. I guess it is the way of the world today and nothing should shock me. BUT NOT TO KNOW HUNDREDS OF BRIDGE PLAYERS WOULD ENTER THEIR PORTALS SENT ME THROUGH THE ROOF in the wrong tower.
Besides, we lost our first match. Things could not have been much worse. However, today is a new beginning.
February 1st, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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The rules, laws and alerts of the ACBL never cease to amaze me. Another one came to the fore today. Many fewer people do NOT play Puppet Stayman than those who employ its use. Of course, PUPPET STAYMAN IS ALERTABLE. WHY THEN, TO THOSE WHO ARE UNFAMILIAR WITH THE RESPONSES, IS IT NOT INCUMBENT UPON THE PARTNER OF THE 3D BIDDER TO ALERT (and/or explain the meanings of the responses)?????????????? (For those unfamiliar with the system, the responses to 3C are: 3D denies a five card major but promises one or two four card majors; 3H and/or 3S promises five of named suit; and 3NT denies either a four or five bagger). Why the secret society?
I find a similar incongruity with the response to SUPPORT DOUBLES! Standard procedures (when using the system) is to RAISE WITH FOUR, DOUBLE WITH THREE AND PASS WITH TWO OR LESS. If the first two are alertable, why then sit like Charlie McCarthy when you pass and deny three. However, some partnerships sometimes play they do not have to redouble with three with a minimum. If it is optional, why should it not be alertable? You and partner both know you MAY have three. Why not let the opponents in on it? THE INCONSISTENCY AND GETTING AWAY WITH WHATEVER YOU CAN AT THE TABLE, TO ME, IS NOTHING SHORT OF THIEVERY.
REMEMBER, WHAT YOU KNOW, THE OPPONENTS ARE ENTITLTED TO KNOW AS WELL. WHAT’S SAUCE FOR THE GOOSE IS SAUCE FOR THE GANDER. I guess THE GOLDEN RULE DOESN’T APPLY TO BRIDGE ANYMORE!
It is really intolerable that the ethics of bridge have become so waivable and are employed when it is in one’s best interest only! Maybe we ought to move backward a step, take a good look at what is happening and revise some of these sometimes/yes and sometimes/no alerts. Bridge is not a crap shoot or a guessing game. That is why we have rules, laws and red printing on our convention cards.
January 30th, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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As you recall, third seat (South/Vul.) opened 1D and the next hand (West) (which I did not reveal yesterday) holding AXXXX 108 X KQJ109 said PASS. Yes, PASS!!! No, this is not a misprint!!! She pulled out her green card and the next hand, having passed originally, bid 1NT. East now ventured 2H (holding KX K9XXXX Q109X X) followed by two passes to 2NT which ended the auction.
You are now on lead with the heart hand.
ARE YOU READY? Unflinchingly, without a hesitation, East leads his singleton club, hitting his silent partner with KQJ109 in clubs and they proceed to take four clubs, one diamond, two spades and one heart for down –300. Opening leader haughtily shrugged and offered, “I took a stab.’ Down 1 would have been tied for 2/3 (6-1/2 ouf of 8). Pretty funny – depending upon which side of the table you are on! A standard heart lead gets a normal result, but the inspirational (?) club lead assured us of a zero. That’s life. If Norman heard the story, his classic remark would be …. “See if you can arrange a money bridge match with this bozo on a slow boat to China. I’ll take my chances”!)
January 29th, 2011 ~ Judy Kay-Wolff ~
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Wanted to share a a rather funny (but revolting) duplicate club happening. (When I used to give Norman these hands, his automatic reply [which I should have taped, as it was so predictable] was “THIS IS NOT BRIDGE!”)
The bidding proceeds: P P 1D P. The diamond opener’s partner’s responds 1NT and East having passed originally, bids 2H, holding KX K9XXXX Q109X X. North balances with 2NT which ends the auction. What ensues is pathetically hilarious This is not a trick hand. What would you normally lead? The graveside ceremony will be featured tomorrow.
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