“What do you get,” Cy the Cynic asked me, “when you cross a pair of rabbits with a lollipop?”
I said I wouldn’t hazard a guess.
“Why, a sucker born every minute,” the Cynic chortled.
Cy was exultant after watching Ed, my club’s best player, horns-woggle a good declarer out of a vulnerable game. (Ed was East; Cy was West and would have been less happy had he been South.) Against four hearts, Cy led the king of spades, and South took the ace, ruffed his queen of clubs in dummy and led a trump.
Ed knew that South had no minor-suit losers; the defense needed two spades and two trumps. So Ed played the queen.
“If he had followed with the 10,” Cy told me, “this declarer would have played low from his hand, placing me with the ace because of my double. But he covered the queen of trumps with his king.”
Cy took the ace, cashed two high spades and, with nothing better to do, led a fourth spade. When dummy followed, Ed scored his 10 of trumps for the setting trick.