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note bene: longish post coming>
My experiences with club bridge has been a mixed bag - mostly due to the massive bridge learning I have undergone in a relatively short period of time. So, let's take a little sojourn together....
It started in Tampa - here I was a total beginner, but realized that I had a clue. I looked at the "good players", like rock stars - they knew how to handle the dummies, they were competent, they were "at the table". I was just happy to take the tricks that were owed to me. Towards the end I started to learn Precision, and the concept of limited bids appealed to me. I started gaining success.
Then, I moved to Huntsville, AL. Here, in the short time that I was there, I started to realize that with hard work I could become "good". I strongly feel, the singular comment that Louise Marshall (one of the local club directors there at the DBC) said to me, propelled me to dare to dream. Just knowing that someone thought that in the future I would be a good player, was enough incentive to get it. I went to my first NABC while I was living there. Admittedly, I miss the place quite a bit.
Onward to Oklahoma City, OK. Playing bridge at the club was abysmal - I never felt so isolated in a group setting, regardless of activity - ever. It almost caused me to give up the game completely, if not for online bridge sites to be there as the up and coming viable alternative (this was 2002 for frame of reference). The mentality at the club at this time, was in part, exactly what Adam and Fred stated - the sense of entitlement was overwhelming. They didn't like me, and I never liked them for the way they treated me because I was wanting to play something else than their "standard". Skill wise, probably was a mid-high intermediate at best - getting better, but not anywhere in the ballpark yet.
Back home to Tampa, and going back to the club was horrid. The politics and situation with some club members were not manageable, and I felt that if I was going to get any better as a player, going up to the DBC off of Florida Ave. by public transit twice a week wasn't going to be the mechanism. This is when I started to participate heavily online - I felt it was the only way I was going to learn at the rate I wanted to.
Now it's April 2004, and I'm in Nanaimo, BC, Canada - truly pristine part of the world. The 2 clubs I played semi-regularly at (there was a 3rd one in Nanoose that I enjoyed a lot but didn't get to attend much) were relaxed, casual, and amazingly tolerant of the fact that I was field-testing KLPV15 and KLPV16, with the great successes and the much more occurring accidents. There are quite a few people that stand out from there:
- Angela and Allan Ferguson; truly more than friends to me. They saw something in me that I now realize - I can play this game halfway competently, even if they at times wondered if the level of sophistication was a little much. Never a sharp word, never a criticism, always one to offer a kind word. When I return to the Island, they will the be first ones I hug warmly.
- Chris and Donna; these 2 played regularly and had it together - quite competent. I never quite got to know them as much as I'd like to.
- Barry; Barry was definitely the "I'm better than my MPs show" player. I confess that tho when we played teams with us, there was never a shortage of laughs and smiles.
- Vince King; he's on BBO as "vincoach", and in some ways reminded me a lot of me when I was blooming - eager, attentive, focused. I am quite pleased to see him come into his own - our KO win in Victoria was very sweet with him and Marilyn on board.
I was given a confidence, that was unshakable - the concept of belief that I "belonged". It was the spark that got me to where I am at now.
Back to the States now, Aug 2005, to Charm City - Baltimore. Here is where I realized the tables had changed - I was now the "good player", the "rock star", handling dummies as if it was like breathing. What a joy...and a great responsibility! I had to watch what I did and why I did it...here is where I got exposed to canape and 4 card majors, with many, many other concepts - it was like going to class everyday at university. It's also where I realized that to improve, only A/X was going to generate the results I needed.
Finally, Springfield, VA. I don't play much at the clubs, even tho I have been shopping around. I'm at a happy spot in my bridge - I enjoy the high quality team matches I am starting to play in regularly. I didn't let the "sharks" or the "entitled ones" deter me from becoming what I am now. I eagerly await the sectional this weekend; it'll be a good benchmark on the work Larry and I have put in.
Most importantly, I'm just happy.
Me thinks a reunion tour is in order...
"Champions aren't made in gyms, champions are made from something they have deep inside them - a desire, a dream, a vision. They have to have last-minute stamina, they have to be a little faster, they have to have the skill and the will. But the will must be stronger than the skill. " - M. Ali