Yesterday I played in a little teams tournament in Groningen. The event took place in a circle of five enjoyable bars, all serving very fine German white beer. Ouch! I played with Martijn T. (also called Groningen guy from the EGBC teams-quadrilogy I wrote earlier).
I’ll start with an apology. Sorry (again) for my preempt on Ace-Ten sixth, vulnerable against not with a passed partner. I certainly gave that opponent happy feelings with King-Queen-Jack sixth in trumps breathing down my neck.
Your LHO opens 1 and RHO bids 1NT.
This is ugly news. I have a very nice hand, but LHO opening my suit just blows my hand to smithereens. I pass and after 2 – pass – pass it’s my turn again. I have no idea what to do. With slight feelings of nausea I throw an angry pass on the table.
Declarer doesn’t break a sweat and wraps up ten tricks easily.
Our teammates arrive saying they pulled a rabbit out of a hat again. West opened 1NT (!), East transferred to and South introduced his fine collection with 3. This gets greeted by a firm double by West, but East didn’t trust this and removed to 4. West jumped to 5 and South revealed Thor’s Mjolnir ending the auction with a double that still resonates in my ears.
West had no trouble developing the suit for +550. I wonder how South felt when West ruffed the second round of .