Gerben42, on 2011-January-06, 04:50, said:
You misunderstood #2: You explain your agreement, you don't have to tell what you have. If your agreement is 15-17 and you bid 1NT on 14 because you upgraded, you MUST write 15-17. If you psyched with 2 HCP and 6♣ you still must write 15-17.
I understand the rules. Even in team-matches, however, when his hand deviates from a player's explanation of it, opponents often accuse him of cheating, (although the player correctly disclosed the partnership agreement).
Gerben42, on 2011-January-06, 04:50, said:
Fielding of psyches is a rare event, and there are easier ways to cheat than psyching. Cheaters who play the same tournament regularly get overconfident first and get caught second
There is a lot of confusion about psychs. What many players pass off as psychs are, in fact, concealed partnership agreements (eg about super-light third-seat openers and many so-called "tactical" bids). I don't think such players are deliberate "cheats" but Gerben42 is right that players would benefit from education about disclosure, "fielding" and so on.
Gerben42, on 2011-January-06, 04:50, said:
Psyching because you are doing badly in a tournament is already covered in other rules.
The rules forbid players from mucking about when they are out of contention. The problem is that there are lots of head-bangers among the competitors in free on-line tournaments. They are loose-cannons at the best of times; so, other than ban psychs, it is hard to know what the director can do about it.
Gerben42 makes many other excellent points. But all this re-education takes time. As others have mentioned there is a supervening problem that makes psych-bans a practical necessity for BBO tournaments. There often many competitors but just a few inexperienced directors.
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