Gary was laying on his
Psychiatrist's bed, on his back, gazing at the ceiling:
"I came home so upset because of this hand. They all made 3NT
and only I got doubled and went 5 down. When I came home I told my wife
what happened, but, instead of comforting me, she threw more salt on my
open wound:
'Of course they doubled. They saw who their opponent was'.
And actually, maybe she is right. Perhaps I am not meant for this game.
Perhaps I should look for another 'career' and abandon Bridge".
West lead a spade. I tried the ♠9 but East won the ♠10 and switched to
a diamond. I played the 10♦
which lost to West's ♦J,
then West played another spade.
My ♠K lost to East's ♠A who played another diamond, and my ♦Q lost to West's ♦K. Another spade was
played, and East won the ♠Q then cashed his high ♠8, returning yet
another diamond. I finally won my 1st trick with the ♦A.
But the nightmare had just begun: When I played on clubs, East took
with the ♣A, returned a diamond and West took 2 more diamond tricks.
Leaving me with only 4 tricks, and cashing 9 themselves (1 club, 4
diamonds and 4 spades). 'We made 3NT" East giggled."
"So, what say you, Doctor? I have a great voice, I sing everyday in the
bath. Maybe I should start a singing career?"
The Psychiatrist saw Garry's distress, and helped immediately:
"Garry, my friend, you are a man of many talents. I'm sure you can be
successful in any career you chose. There's nothing wrong with your
Bridge! You made no mistake here and it is not your fault you had good
opponents. East's double is actually a "Lead directing double", asking
West to lead dummy's 1st bid suit. The way your opponents defended, and
especially the spade lead, gave you no chance at all. I'd guess that at
the other tables, East did not double and West probably lead a diamond.
Look how all the momentum of the game changes:
On a diamond lead, declarer wins the ♦10 and plays a club. East
wins and returns a diamond but declarer has already 9 tricks in his
bag: 4 Clubs, 2 Diamonds and 3 Hearts".
Garry felt better immediately.
"Say Doc, to whom do you
go when you're traumatized?"
"Ohh... I see a collegue of mine one once a week, he also happens to be
my bridge partner. As soon as I see him I say: 'Hey pard, you seem to
be OK. And how am I?'"
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