Friday, January 19, 2007

Why not help me do it?

As you can see, the red peg (Adam) is all the way to the right. The green peg (Meredith) is lagging far behind. Yes, I have won the championship outright: 7 games to 3. Cribbage. A gentleman's game. A game not to be associated with riff-raff games played in taverns and boat dock shacks. No, it is a riff-game played by white-collar workers in country club bars. A game shared by pharmacists, lawyers, and doctors while smoking cigarettes after retiring from their practice. A game played every Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas by Argo families far and wide. "The stink hole is a dark place. It's a dirty shame," Bill Argo would say. And that is exactly where he'd leave you.

4 comments:

Compston said...

If cribbage is a gentleman's game, how come they let accountants play? Shiner Bock.

Anonymous said...

spencer knows how to play cribbage. he even knows how to beat me. what do you know about smoking cigarettes?

happy groundhog day you filthy animal.

spencer hayward said...

oh, i'll be there. i have to work all day friday (tomorrow? today? i don't know what time it is), so i'll probably be late, but rest assured, i wouldn't miss it for the world.

Anonymous said...

ryerson.