Running a Muddy Trail
His Nobs
{ 11:29, 4 February 2008 }
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While some ungodly percentage of the US population was glued to their television all evening to watch Super Bowl Commercials, Joel and I took each other on in an animated game of reading the Cribbage Rules followed by a spirited adventure around the cribbage board three times in a row.Most of the weekend was spent organizing financial figures from the past year, and projecting the figures yet to come - in preparation for a meeting at the bank today to discuss funding for our bakery project. Scintillating, it was. While it is exciting to think about and talk about, just dealing with all those numbers left us pretty brain-dead and burnt out - we actually considered finding a place to watch the football game, just to mix up our life a bit.
We have a strong tendency to stick with the way we imagine our life to be - we aren't good at going out of our box. Once a box has been established, its easy in this area to stay in it. There's no deluge of outside forces that one might encounter in a city, or college town, that would stretch ones imagination and borders. What could we do? There's a BBQ restaurant a town away - for a former vegetarian and former vegan who rarely go out to eat. that could count as stretching boundaries. We could go visit some friends, just to mix things up.
A couple of phone calls later, it was determined that most of the others must have already had plans: no one was home. A situation which makes visiting difficult, at best, impossible at worst.
It was with a flash of inspiration that I realized it was a perfect situation for a game night. So after a wonderful run in the evening darkness and a simple dinner of refried black beans and rice (and some leftover oatmeal chocolate chip cake), we settled in to re-learn the classic card game of Cribbage. After a minor confrontation about how to best disseminate the text from the rules sheet to both contestants the rules were comprehended and the game began - with a bowlful of date pieces to fuel us.
It was a tight match with a neck and neck first game, the deal landing on me unfortunately allowing Joel to break the tape first. I rallied with a killer second game that wasn't close at all - he had to deal most of the hands that game (which, if you're familiar with Cribbage means that I was scoring more points in a majority of the hands). The third game saw Joel out to an early lead before I came back and ended up winning going away, but by no means a blow-out, to win the set 2 games to 1.
Both competitors conceeded that it was a good game and a fun sport. We will certainly re-visit the arena before too long (and before the market season begins!) with fewer reservations and greater determination to be the one left holding His Nobs at the opportune time!
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