Sunday, 16 December 2012


( A nearly true story by Bridgemeister Gibson )

In big competitions there comes a defining moment on which success or failure depends. In tennis it is often match point. In bridge it can be the play of a single card on a critical hand.
As it so often happens Bigot, with his rather shifty-looking partner, had huffed and puffed their way onto the top table only to find themselves up against two pantopods , who stood between them and that elusive piece of silverware. 
Glory for one pair had now come down to the last hand of the 7 board set. His partner had been dealt a nine card club suit to the queen/jack, while Bigot held 9 miserable cards in the majors....... but joy upon joy....... 3 diamonds to the Ace
Due to a complete cock up in the bidding the pantopods, with a massive 5-5 fit,  overbid their way to 7 diamonds, but before his partner had reached for the pass card..... the impetuous Bigot stuck in a double ! 
The TD was called over to rule upon this bid out of turn, allowing declarer to accept it with another round of bidding available. Declarer immediately converted to 7NT, which after two passes Bigot was in again doubling...... with an even bigger sadistic grin. and menacing look in his eye. But before his partner was able to place a card on the table, an even more impetuous Bigot a complete rush of blood...... tabled the Ace of diamonds for the opening lead.
Once more the TD was called over to rule upon this lead out of turn. The ruling proved both fateful and cruel. The Ace of diamonds had to remain on the table as a penalty card to be played at the first opportunity. His bereft and gob smacked partner decided to kick off with the queen of clubs. Pantopod, with Ax opposite a stiff King, took the trick in dummy, returned to hand with a top spade, and then played the Ace of clubs at trick 3......on which poor Bigot had to discard the exposed penalty card. So now with 5 winning diamonds to cash the contract sneaked home for a trophy winning top.
Bigot indeed had shot himself in the foot twice,  through his rash, impulsive actions. But isn't that that folly of any red blooded bridge player,  who allows his venomous and fired-up emotions to prevail over common sense, patience and sound judgement.        

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