Wow! Thank you for a great laugh on a Sunday morning. In the 80's we had to ride with the Glendive tennis team from Billings to M.C. as our bus was getting fixed in Billings and they agreed to give us a ride to M.C. We immediately commandeered the rear of the bus and as was common started a poker game for the ride home. We noticed the beady albino eyes of the Glendive players peeking over their seats from the front of the bus with naive curiosity as we carried on our normal raucous poker game. Unbeknownst to our fair skinned neighbors the poker game followed rules that had developed over many bus rides for football, basketball, and tennis trips. Our poker game was an "anything goes" affair with "team" play to include passing cards, stacking the deck, bottom dealing, and dealer rules including multiple wild cards and crazy multiple draw poker games. Generally it ended up everyone was even at the end of the game as nobody was dumb enough to bet to much on such an unpredictable game. At about Custer/Waco we noticed the increased interest of the Glendive crowd and waved some of them back to join our game. "How do we play" was the common question. With our arms around their shoulders we played several rounds "for fun". All were having a great time and at about Hysham I innocently asked "should we play for money?" the fear flashed across those pale eyes as they sipped on their urine laced water. "Just for nickels, dimes, and quarters" "OK" was their reply. After several more rounds with money going both ways it was time. "How bout 5 card draw, 3 draws, sevens wild." "How do we play that?" "Well, just like regular 5 card draw, but you get to draw 3 times, we'll reshuffle the deck, and sevens can be any card you want" "OK" was the reply. "Want some Chili?" "Uh, no thanks" About the second draw we could see the excitement building amongst them. "Can we play for more money?" "Well, I don't know" I stated as I was reaching for my wallet. "What did you have in mind?" "How about dollars?" "OK" by the last draw there was about $25 in the pot which at that time bought alot of gas and 12 packs of beer were about $7 and Schmidt was about $5. At the conclusion of the final draw all of our fair skinned brethren were positively frothing at the mouth. All of us had folded except me (remember this was a "team" sport) "Can we bet more?" "Uh.....OK" With a gleam in his red eyes the frothiest of em dug into his trapper keeper type wallet and pulled out a $50 bill. "I bet $50 he stated smugly" I didn't have $50 but I did have a graphite tennis racket that cost me $129. "OK, you got anymore, I don't have the cash but I'll put up my racket" That wiped him out but he immediately got another $50 from the growing crowd of red devils. (Remember we are on THEIR bus) All had folded except he and I and it was time to show the cards. "Straight Flush Clubs 9 to King, that beats everything except a Royal Flush" he hooted triumphantly as he was reaching for the pot and my racket. I slowly turned over my..........Five Aces. (three aces and 2 sevens)Now I don't know if 5 aces beat a straight flush or not but by "Miles City anything goes rules" it beat everything except the royal. Of coures my "team" all explained the rules to the crowd of red devils as I gathered up the cash. They slowly retreated from whence they came (the front of the bus)mumbling, grumbling,and drooling while we straight faced continued our game for the last 40 miles to M.C. Now I have seen one person on this thread that I think was on that bus. (Brabant you s--c) This is a true story and one I have not thought of for a long time until I read this thread which supports................GLENDIVE SUCKS! (They had some decent looking women, a little slow but not bad looking) Also, a side note in case one of our fair skinned friends shows up here, they usually beat us in tennis, but WHO CARES? it was tennis, not football or basketball, we were there for the sun and the chicks (including the Glendive girls who consequently I don't think any of us ever dated as the conversation never went far)
