My name is Bob L. At least that’s what I go by these days. At one time I was a well-known figure in bridge. Successful – had money and influence. I enjoyed everything about the sport, at least at first. But, then, came the dreaded scientists, dreaming up all those exotic conventions like Brozel, Gladiator, Ripstra and the Canary Club. Change started rumbling through the bridge world at an ever-increasing pace, with new bidding methods, new events, more and more Life Masters. All the changes were spinning me around like a top.
I thought I was handling it all okay, but, what finally pushed me over the edge had little to do with the game of bridge. I gave up the game when I sat down to play against a “gentleman” in bell-bottom pants. I was so appalled by his appearance – he also had, ugh, long hair – that I blew two straight deals. After the session, still smarting from those zeroes, I went back to my room, packed my bags and made my great escape from the game. There’s been a lot of water under the bridge since that day.
But, enough about the past – what you need to know right now is: I’M BACK! And, my new friends at the ACBL have talked me into a four-month journey starting in July in Washington DC. I will be going from the Summer NABC – I still want to call these tournaments the Nationals – to San Diego, where the Fall NABC will happen.
I’ll be stopping at clubs and tournaments all along the way, and I’m looking forward to meeting lots of new friends – and maybe raking in a few masterpoints. Just show me to the bracketed KOs! Let’s just hope the players keep their bell-bottoms, if they have them, in their closets – I’m still not ready for that. Anyway, I’ll see you at the table!