I think this thread can be merged with the Cheese now and we carry on as before. There are rumours it's reopening, but I won't believe a word until I'm sitting at the bar in there drinking Carling
You can still merge this with the ****er, can't you? Anyway, a few of the usual suspects decided to have a game of 'Chase the Ace' yesterday afternoon. If you're not familiar with this game of immense skill and guile, the rules are as follows: All players have 3 lives (each life is worth 50p). The dealer (which passes to the next player in a clockwise fashion after each round) deals one card to everyone. The higher the card (king is best), the better. The person to the left of the dealer decides whether to stick or twist. If he twists, he passes his card to the next player and receives his in return. He then decides whether to stick or pass that card on. If a card goes all around the table, it's probably an ace or a two. The dealer only then has a chance to stick or cut the pack to try and get a better card. Whoever's card is lowest loses a life. Once you've lost all 3 lives, you're out. Carter won the first game and I won the second. For the third game, 2 more people had arrived, so the potential kitty goes up. It ends up with just me and Carter (kitty £14). He said "Do you want to split the kitty (his deal)? DJ Phil said "You can't do that" and Carter said "Dealer's choice". I said I'd split it and then immediately said "**** it. Get on with it and give me a card". He dealt me and himself one. I looked at mine and it's a five. I said " Stick". He turned his card over and it's a four, so he decided to cut. And got an ace He immediately put his hands on the kitty and said "You wanted to split the kitty". I said "Then why did you deal us both a card and then cut because mine was higher than yours? You'd have claimed the lot if I'd twisted and passed my card to you". DJ Phil agreed with me. The others didn't get involved. I saw my arse and went outside for a ***. I came back in seething, screaming "If we were sharing, why did he deal and then cut?". He'd left half the kitty on the table. At this point, he came back from the bog and said "I've been thinking about it and you might be right, I'm not falling out over a few quid, so here's the rest". I said "It was the truth and for me, it's not the money, it's the principal" I can't stand ****ing card cheats
Never mentioned in the Cheese post before that I can remember. Why don't you suggest a new game as it's a new drinking hole. Maybe Russian roulette?
Imagine Sturridge. Now imagine him drunk. Now imagine him drunk and falls over alot. Now take away all his talent. You're just asking for injuries.
I reckon they'd get a capacity crowd if it was to watch RHC have a kick around on it. Marketing idea there for sure.
