Sigh

I was hoping that I wouldn’t have to write another blog about how it’s not that bad to lose but here I am doing it again.  There is some irony in that we lost to the Wolpert team, the team that went through because we didn’t lose to the fifth place team.

Congratulations and good luck to them in the final today. 

I wasn’t planning to play in this event and joined in at the last minute and it was a great experience.  I am so glad I came.  Playing with Sylvia worked out very well, much better than I expected and perhaps we will play again in some other events.  It turns out oddly that we fit well at the table.  Sylvia has a wonderfully clear voice for calling out the cards.  I have hearing problems so this works for me.  If she makes some noises when she is startled I don’t hear them and/or they don’t bother me.   I played some of my best bridge in a long time and Sylvia was terrific.  We had some awesome sets.  Over the whole week the team was a pleasure, playing well and fun to be with.

I did talk to Paul Thurston whose team also lost yesterday.  He showed me a few deals, any one of which might have lead to victory.  There was one that was particularly instructive but I will let him write it up.   He was philosophical but we both agreed losing sucks.  But strangely I am just fine this morning.  Maybe it’s because it is a beautfiul day, Ray is here with me at last and tomorrow we drive to Mission to see our family Jason and Jennifer and our three grandchildren, Lucas, Malcolm and Cassidy.