This week I couldn't get to that sweet place where everything made sense and the right move was easy to find. My play was okay (I think), but if I wasn't sure what to bid I most likely went in the wrong direction. The positive side is that I learned a few things.
In one game, my RHO opened 1 heart. I had 16 points with Kxx. Usually I would overcall 1NT, but this time I thought harder about what to do. I had a vague recollection that you should have a stronger hand and 2 stoppers to overcall 1NT. Hmmm, I thought. What other bid was there? Well, if it wasn't a balanced hand I would double with 16 points and go from there. So I doubled.
My LHO passed and of course my partner bid my weakest suit, clubs. I had Ax in clubs, but I was ready. I bid 2NT. This way, I reasoned, my partner would know that I had a no trump opening hand. My partner thought for a moment and then bid 3NT.
Dummy came down with 7 points. It turns out that my bid meant that I had about 18-19 points. Of course I did not make my contract; everyone at the table said that I should have overcalled 1NT. That's what happens when you think too much and, sadly, I was thinking a lot this week.
I am hopeful that this bidding slump has resolved itself, since next week will be a marathon of playing. I have partners for all of the club games (Monday, Wednesday, Thursday) and will be playing in the Kalamazoo tournament on Friday and Sunday.
Summer vacation is a wonderful thing.
Saturday, May 12, 2012
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