The Boy

 

The Bridge Player

 

Wake up son, it is time to play bridge with your grandma.

His mother tells the boy on a cold Saturday morning when other boys his age are bundled up in their bed to catch up on their sleep from going to school all week and staying up late playing on the computer.

Wake up son, you have to have breakfast before Mr. Manny picks you up.

Saturday morning it is bridge in Seaside.  It is a relaxed game with friends (older friends most over 60 yrs of age).  On Monday the game is in Long Beach, Washington (never been there except to ride the beach with my Dad) but they tell me it is the most challenging game in the area. 

Tuesday and Thursday the game is in Astoria.  Those games are tough with real good players.  Most are Life Masters.  That is this boy’s goal is to be a Life Master and maybe someday even a Grand Master like his teacher.

Wake up son, your bridge teacher is here.  Today you are playing at Ann and Gill’s house and it is Sunday.  They will feed you dinner after the game.

Wednesday and Friday the game is back at Seaside.  All the great players are there: Doug and Gayle, Sue and Robert, old man Kurt, Lui and Monica, Sue and Rob, and my buddies John and Rick. Our goal is 40%.

Remember son, after swim practice this afternoon, you are playing bridge tonight with Mr. Manny in Astoria. The boy asks Monica, “How should I bid this hand? “

And on the way to the car after playing 20 or 24 or 28 boards, the boys puts his little hands up for a HIGH Five and another successful morning, afternoon, night of Bridge with his friends at The Club.

Remember, “There are only 40 points in a Deck”.

Good nite son.