Why do men always yell at the television or keep up a running commentary while watching sport? My husband does it whenever the rugby is on. After I told him to pipe down the other day, he quite reasonably pointed out that I do it myself when I’m following bridge online — he has to put up with constant mutterings of ‘Hmmm, yes …What? No!’
Watching bridge really is as thrilling as watching any sport — especially if you know the players and have a team to support. I was glued to my computer during the recent Lederer Trophy, the invitation tournament held each year in London. My loyalties were divided; I was rooting for two of the teams — the de Botton Team (headed by my friend Janet) and the England Open (containing my friend David Gold).
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