“You shuffled and dealt them Simon don’t blame me.’
“Come on what have you got for your back hand?
Bobby put down a Queen buck and waited.’
I wrap said John. Simon twisted his face as he played a nine buck.
Four hands well I wasn’t expecting that.’
“You always were a lucky bastard.’
Come on it’s your deal John; see if you can deal me a good hand.’
“You never dealt me a good one so don’t expect favours from me.’
John shuffled the pack then dealt them out.
Bobby picked up his hand and this time tapped the table.
“Four of a kind boys.’
“Aye but can you play it asked John?
“Yes I can play it.’
“Bugger, I’m a bloody pound down already.’
Simon took a sip from his pint then sorted his hand he discarded some of his cards so he only had two hands.
John placed down three Jacks.’ Beat that you buggers.’
“I can said Simon as he placed three Queens down.
“Beats my three sixes.’
One peg to me, smirked Simon.
John placed Ace, Queen, and King down; who can beat that one.’
“Not me said Simon.’
Get my peg marked said John as he looked at Bobby who had the same hand all the same suit.
Christ Bobby, can I not win one hand.
Simon marked up the peg for Bobby.
Then waited from John to put his third hand down 345 said John.’
I’ve got 234 matey, its up to you bobby 456 lads and I’ve played the four sixes so that’s a pound off each of you.
John reluctantly shoved a pound coin Bobby’s way.’
Simon gave Bobby a pound as well then they waited for john to put down his last hand.
“Ace buck lads.’
“I’ve only got a King one.
“Look and weep boys 234.’
John just shook his head as Bobby was seven pegs up and it got even worse when he won his own deal four nil he only needed two pegs to win the game.’
It was Simons deal and he shuffled and cut the deck then dealt them in an effort to change his luck.
But it was john who won the first two hands and he waited to see what both Simon and Bobby had Bobby had a stotter and he knew he couldn’t beat it. Bobby needed only one peg now for game and the tension mounted as Simon folded.
It’s up to you Bobby.’
“Do you really want to see this John?’
“I’ve got six seven eight.’ What you got?’
“John tossed his cards in the air in disgust as Bobby collected his winnings.
Right I want a pound off you Simon and One twenty off you John.’
“I should have known playing cards with Bobby Wray.’
Stop your whinging and deal them out.
“I’m going to the bar to get the round in with the winnings so stop crying.’