Please let me tell you this.
Mr Evilpie - I"ll just call him Evil for now - is the most genuine of Gentleman, & wonderful table company.
His exit was almost funny, it was so surreal, dominating his Oppo, who needed perfect perfect to win, & even called it in, &, like magic, hit both perfects. And Evil, who"d grinded & ducked & dived all night, with barely any chips, who"d picked the perfect spot to move, took his exit like a true APAT-er - a handshake, smile, & "gg". I felt so sorry for him, but also, vey proud of the way he handled himself in bitter defeat.
I"d broken my specs, as Evil mentioned, & Evil fixed them for me in a trice. I can"t tell you how lovely it is to bump into APAT-ers in the Cardrooms, be introduced, become pals.
I lost my specs yesterday, after leaving DTD, so Evil"s efforts were short-lived, but then I found them again this morning. But now they"ve broken again, ffs. I really must get my eyes mended.
Evil, it"s a pleasure to know you, & I hope we meet again quite soon.
