Friday, September 3, 2010

Cribbage "15-2, . . . .15-1?"

The other day I was bored, so Isent Ron to the store to buy a Cribbage game.  We often sit around on Sunday evening and play, and I win a little les than half the time.  But I love to play.

Anyone who knows the game, knows that you count cards that add up to 15 or 31, as the case might be. 
You deal 6 cards to each player, and each player puts 2 in the "kitty". It's a pretty simple game. 

But, wait, add a pain pill to a muscle relaxer and then try to count to 15!!

Here's an example of how our game went.  Ron layed down a 10 and said, "ten", I then laid down a five and said , "Fifteen for 2"  I then proeeded to move Ron's peg two points instead of my own.  "Wait," he said, "what are you doing?"  I'm moving my peg two points  "but that's my peg--Im blue, you are red. You moved my peg." 

"oh," I said and then moved my red peg 2 in front of his blue peg."  "now what are you doing." 

"I don't know??"{ I said.  "I moved my red peg like you said."  "just don't touch the pegs," he said, as he moved them correctly.  "Now I play the next card."  He layed down a 2 and said, "17"  I laid down a 7 and said, "7".  He huffed a little and said, "now let's start all over. We had 15, and i laid down a 2 for 17.  Then you laid down a 7.  What's 17 + 7?".  I looked confused, an used myh fingers to count 17 + 7.
 "24" I proudly announced.


Ron laid down a 7 and said "31 for a go and a pair worth 2 for a total of 4."
By then I was totally befuddled and ready to cry.  ":What happened to 35?"
He was in shock--but patienely told me 35 has nothing to do with the game.    So,I started to gather the cards and shurrle them   "WHat are you doing," he asked befuddled.  I'm  suffling the cards. "

"WAit, put those cards down, we \ need to do our count."
"I thougt our ount was 35!" I said,
"isn't it your nap time?"  Roln asked
"Well, maybe,"  I said, "but you promised me a game of Cribbage". . . .

Whoever claims drugs don't affect cognitive skills has never played Cribbage after taking a powerful pain pill and a muscle relaxer!  Poor 'Ron--He' s a trooper.

3 comments:

Krissy T. said...

Ya, you have been more delirious than usual lately, talking about random things, saying stuff that doesn't make sense, etc. it will be nice when you get off the powerful drugs and make more sense :)

kc and k said...

Too funny! I was commenting on Kim's blog about how you were on heavy meds and then I read this.
I'm glad you are NOT behind the wheel!

garrynkim said...

Looks like your pain pills kicked in at the end of the blog!! Ditto, good thing you're not driving!