Cribbage: A Tribute

     This post is my tribute to a good friend who without fail, manages to embarrass me every time we cut the deck. As many of you know, I am somewhat of a competitive person. I take pride in the things I can win or accomplish and believe I have less to contribute to society if I do not win. Although this is a dramatic manifestation of my thoughts, it nonetheless paints a picture of how I feel. And although I enjoy the thrill of competing or trying new things, it typically enter in with some form of fear that I really could lose. Tonight was no exception.

    So tonight, as Hannah and I sat down at the table in Coffee Bean, and opened the fresh batch of cards, I thought, "I could WIN tonight." The first cut started us off as she drew the 6 of Spades and I the Queen of Hearts. It had begun well in my eyes only to remember her saying, "low card wins." Perfect. The game continued in this same sort of manner as I approached the "stink hole" (yes this is the real term for the last hole in the game). I was about three away as she managed to get a hand of over 14 and be shortly behind by about 6. I had a clear win, right? Nope, as I hit the 120th hole, I stopped and she proceeded to beat me by one fricking point. 1 - 0. She proceeded to beat me the next game by about 10 points, and I was able to salvage the last of my dignity by winning the last game. We ended 2 - 1 for the night. Thus, in addition to the last time we played, we are at a total score of 5-1.

     Although losing is not a pleasant experience, I think it is necessary. Afterall, the saying goes, "You win some; you lose some." The winning portion must hold true outside of my card games with Hannah I guess.