Last night pairs at Dombo, I played with Frank. About half the games we soared through the skies scoring top after top after top. Now in my deepest and darkest voice, the other twelve games were bottom low. Sometimes we went so deep down we could say hi to Kerberos in the underworld.
Here we soared.
2. I control and
Frank ruffed a in dummy and claimed twelve tricks. Easy.
Here we took a plunge, head first.
1. Fourth suit forcing
When I look at the auction now I see stress and insecurity. Let’s see what went wrong. With almost eight tricks in my hand I should do more than just a timid 2 after a two-over-one, a 3 bid is certainly justified. After Frank’s reverse I had too much power I had not shown yet, but I could not repair anymore. And when I asked for Aces I didn’t get the information I wanted/needed. If Frank had asked for Aces his picture about my hand would have been complete and he might have been able to pick the right spot in 6NT.
There was no little voice in my head saying 5 is worth zilch in pairs, only dead silence. Luckily it wasn’t a complete zero for us, because one pair went down in 6 on an enemy cross ruff.