This Sunday evening, it is Isabelle, my youngest student, who has a question. She is a little sassy but gifted and she loves bridge. She sends me a message to titillate me as usual.
She writes: “Even though I am getting used to beating you often when I have bridge challenges for you, I still need you a little bit.”
I answer: “Oh yes? I thought you already became too strong for that!”
“You know that you are my favorite coach!” she teases me.
“OK, come on, go ahead, I am all ears.”
She shows me both hands and her bidding sequence:
I tell her: “Well, obviously you don’t need me because the auction is very good as it went.”
Isabelle: “Yes, we were happy with the sequence and the contract that we reached is very good. It’s a shame it’s going down.”
Me: “What do you mean you went down? The Clubs were 4-1 and you played them the wrong way?”