In the era and area in which I lived, real playing cards were considered a tool of the devil.
Not being a big fan of the devil, I steered clear of the real thing.
We played ROOK.
ROOK is a game with four different colors and numbers from 1-14. The instruction manual for ROOK is filled with directions for games that seem a bit similar to games you might play with…say, devil cards.
But ROOK was OK since no royalty or fancy symbols were involved.
Keep it simple.
Colors and Numbers.
The road to hell is paved with spades and clubs…
When you say ROOK to anyone who plays ROOK it is assumed you are talking about a bidding game often played in teams. There are regional rules about whether “the bird” is played high (NO!), low (DUH!) or the dreaded 10 1/2 (STUPID!).
It is a really good game. One that can go on for hours or overnight in attempt to save your ROOK EGO.
It is no surprise that blog-Stedman is also a gamer. He plays a mean ROOK game and his family introduced me to “42”.
42 is a bidding game played in teams with dominoes. If you see a table of old men on a Texas front porch playing dominoes, they are playing 42. The similarities between ROOK and 42 go far beyond their obvious avoidance of a pact with the devil using actual playing cards. If you play one game, you will be quick to learn the other.
Years have passed and the devil has put his foot in the Nirvana door with poker. And the corruption doesn’t end with my generation.
Kids play poker too. We are counting on Ivy League Universities to be offering poker scholarships by the year 2019.
Ryan(7) has been playing for awhile. He is a frighteningly aggressive better with a tendency to over-value his hands.
Reid prefers to play on a team. There are no teams in poker!
Our latest convert is Rhett who at 3 y/o on any given hand is a wild card.
A few days ago my mom walked into the house finding the boys and I playing cards at the kitchen table.
Rhett: Wanna play poker, grandma?
Grandma: I don’t know how.
Ryan: We will teach you.
The devil’s work here is done.I started playing cards when I was 4 or 5. Not actual playing cards. More like faux-playing cards.
In the era and area in which I lived, real playing cards were considered a tool of the devil.
Not being a big fan of the devil, I steered clear of the real thing.
We played ROOK.
ROOK is a game with four different colors and numbers from 1-14. The instruction manual for ROOK is filled with directions for games that seem a bit similar to games you might play with…say, devil cards.
But ROOK was OK since no royalty or fancy symbols were involved.
Keep it simple.
Colors and Numbers.
The road to hell is paved with spades and clubs…
When you say ROOK to anyone who plays ROOK it is assumed you are talking about a bidding game often played in teams. There are regional rules about whether “the bird” is played high (NO!), low (DUH!) or the dreaded 10 1/2 (STUPID!).
It is a really good game. One that can go on for hours or overnight in attempt to save your ROOK EGO.
It is no surprise that blog-Stedman is also a gamer. He plays a mean ROOK game and his family introduced me to “42”.
42 is a bidding game played in teams with dominoes. If you see a table of old men on a Texas front porch playing dominoes, they are playing 42. The similarities between ROOK and 42 go far beyond their obvious avoidance of a pact with the devil using actual playing cards. If you play one game, you will be quick to learn the other.
Years have passed and the devil has put his foot in the Nirvana door with poker. And the corruption doesn’t end with my generation.
Kids play poker too. We are counting on Ivy League Universities to be offering poker scholarships by the year 2019.
Ryan(7) has been playing for awhile. He is a frighteningly aggressive better with a tendency to over-value his hands.
Reid prefers to play on a team. There are no teams in poker!
Our latest convert is Rhett who at 3 y/o on any given hand is a wild card.
A few days ago my mom walked into the house finding the boys and I playing cards at the kitchen table.
Rhett: Wanna play poker, grandma?
Grandma: I don’t know how.
Ryan: We will teach you.
The devil’s work here is done.
In the era and area in which I lived, real playing cards were considered a tool of the devil.
Not being a big fan of the devil, I steered clear of the real thing.
We played ROOK.
ROOK is a game with four different colors and numbers from 1-14. The instruction manual for ROOK is filled with directions for games that seem a bit similar to games you might play with…say, devil cards.
But ROOK was OK since no royalty or fancy symbols were involved.
Keep it simple.
Colors and Numbers.
The road to hell is paved with spades and clubs…
When you say ROOK to anyone who plays ROOK it is assumed you are talking about a bidding game often played in teams. There are regional rules about whether “the bird” is played high (NO!), low (DUH!) or the dreaded 10 1/2 (STUPID!).
It is a really good game. One that can go on for hours or overnight in attempt to save your ROOK EGO.
It is no surprise that blog-Stedman is also a gamer. He plays a mean ROOK game and his family introduced me to “42”.
42 is a bidding game played in teams with dominoes. If you see a table of old men on a Texas front porch playing dominoes, they are playing 42. The similarities between ROOK and 42 go far beyond their obvious avoidance of a pact with the devil using actual playing cards. If you play one game, you will be quick to learn the other.
Years have passed and the devil has put his foot in the Nirvana door with poker. And the corruption doesn’t end with my generation.
Kids play poker too. We are counting on Ivy League Universities to be offering poker scholarships by the year 2019.
Ryan(7) has been playing for awhile. He is a frighteningly aggressive better with a tendency to over-value his hands.
Reid prefers to play on a team. There are no teams in poker!
Our latest convert is Rhett who at 3 y/o on any given hand is a wild card.
A few days ago my mom walked into the house finding the boys and I playing cards at the kitchen table.
Rhett: Wanna play poker, grandma?
Grandma: I don’t know how.
Ryan: We will teach you.
The devil’s work here is done.
Hi! I just recently added your blog to my feeder.
I’m from Argentina and there is a card game, using Spanish Cards (cartas espanolas) that is our version of Poker, but it’s played in partners. It’s called Truco.
In case you want a new non-devil game… since your son likes partners 🙂
Poker scholarships? Really? Maybe ROOK will be a good gateway drug for my kids…
Christmas Eve at my house, Grandma was the one teaching the kids poker while I cooked. We’re all spawn of the devil over here.
I so want to give you a high five right now!
I started teaching my son, and he definitely wants to keep learning.
That's so funny .. For some reason we let Schyler on the game way early in life . By the time he was 8 he knew most "poker" games. See at our house poker night is always dealer calls the game. It can be anything from hold 'em to jacks or better 2 two card nuts. or Bull%^#&.. Nothing like hearin a 8 year old Yell Bull &(* and it being acceptable. Yep thats why 18 yo don't make good parents.. hmm or do they???
1) i never learned how to play rook — is this why i now do not know how to play poker
2) is ryan willing to teach me how to play poker?
3) i might swing by tomorrow morning for a cup of coffee…
I know what we’re doing this weekend!
lol. that is great. i love that it is a family affair. i have tried to play texas hold em with my husband b/c he LOVES to play and doesn’t have many people that will or do play. I, personally, think i’m pretty good. my husband, though, has another opinion of my card playing skills. lol i’m thinking we need to teach our kids some card game skills and get them set for college through scholarships… we have three 2 yrs apart that will be a LARGE bill.
keep up the good work!!
xoxox
That is hillarious….I stick with UNO….it’s about all I can understnad….
Excellent! I hope Grandma joined in. I learned to play Black Jack at the ripe old age of 4, sitting on my Mother’s Lap at the Church Christmas Bazaar! By the time I was 6, I was betting my own money. Gotta Love Catholics!