What I've ended up with is a site that will handle any number of clubs or
players (at least relative to existing ACBL clubs and players) and offer a
club a way to post games and allow players to advertise their availability
for specific games. E-mail contact between prospective partners is
facilitated and phone numbers may be optionally exposed.
After the game results may be easily uploaded as an html file from
ACBLscore.
Club notes can be posted by the club operator. A club e-mail list is also
maintained with opt-in/opt-out on the club's game page. Mass e-mails can be
sent by the club operator to those who have opted for that club.
This has been the first week's use and the first partnerships have been
arranged. I have hopes for long run use after the novelty is gone. One or
two extra pairs a week would be a great return.
The name of the site is bridgedates.com http://www.bridgedates.com
District 19(Washington, Alaska, British Columbia) is the only district with
data. The clubs that are active are Bellingham DBC and Lakeway DBC. Other
district 19 clubs are listed but not maintained by their operators.
Comments and suggestions welcome.
Mike Dodson
mik...@gte.net
> I've long thought someone ought to create a web site to help people find a
> partners for club games and tournaments. I've now got my notion implemented
> for my local clubs and would like the world to take a look. Well maybe
> North America, I have assumed an ACBL framework.
Have you looked at partnershipdesk.com?
--
Barry Margolin, bar...@alum.mit.edu
Arlington, MA
*** PLEASE don't copy me on replies, I'll read them in the group ***
++++And good luck with it. At least it sounds like a proper,
altruistic exercise. Someone tried about fifteen years ago (pre-
internet, as far as most are concerned) in England. The chap set up
what was basically a bridge dating agency, aimed at finding partners
for tournaments. The problem was that he'd set it up mainly for
himself, because he was a complete madman and no player would touch
him with a bargepole. Justice was done when he only got one customer,
another complete madman that no-one else would touch with a bargepole.
This gruesome pairing, each convinced of his own high ability as a
player (and each of them wrong) duly trotted off to some harmless
South Coast resort (possibly Bournemouth) for a weekend of happy
toiling at the bridge table.
They lasted about four boards before they were screaming the odds at
each other, of course. They were asked to leave by no less a personage
than the Chief Tournament Director of the English Bridge Union.
I've not seen hide nor hair of either since.
Sounds remarkably like a character you don't hear much of these days -
Joe Fawcett. About fifteen years ago he was running a bridge club
that rolled over and died when the bailiffs entered the premises and
confiscated all the unopened spirit bottles from behind the bar.
<SNIP>
++++Fawcett never had any trouble finding partners. He can also play
bridge. You?
OK, I still have two more guesses.
So . . . specialist subject "Bridge Bums of Mid-90s EBU-land" . . .
Hmmmmm . . .
It was not you: if only because you would not use so much venom
telling a story against yourself.
It would not have been Gordon "Mumbai" Rainsford: back then he was
still bumming in Bombay or Mombasa, or wherever it was.
Norman Selway had got a job by then.
The Teltscher boy would have been too young.
How about . . . David Higginson?
++++I don't think there was much venom there. If you think there was,
you've probably got a surprise coming.
> It would not have been Gordon "Mumbai" Rainsford: back then he was
> still bumming in Bombay or Mombasa, or wherever it was.
++++No, I think he was in Londinium by the mid-nineties.
>
> Norman Selway had got a job by then.
++++Really? Doing what?
>
> The Teltscher boy would have been too young.
>
> How about . . . David Higginson?
++++Not even close, for either party. You seemed to have missed the
essence of the tale, that neither "player" was capable of finding a
partner. Stop guessing, you won't have heard of them.
> > OK, I still have two more guesses.
> > So . . . specialist subject "Bridge Bums of Mid-90s EBU-land" . . .
> > Hmmmmm . . .
> > It was not you: if only because you would not use so much venom
> > telling a story against yourself.
> ++++I don't think there was much venom there. If you think there was,
> you've probably got a surprise coming.
> > It would not have been Gordon "Mumbai" Rainsford: back then he was
> > still bumming in Bombay or Mombasa, or wherever it was.
>> ++++No, I think he was in Londinium by the mid-nineties.
Fair enough.
> > Norman Selway had got a job by then.
> ++++Really? Doing what?
Oh. Perhaps that was his brother.
> > The Teltscher boy would have been too young.
>
> > How about . . . David Higginson?
> ++++Not even close, for either party. You seemed to have missed the
> essence of the tale, that neither "player" was capable of finding a
> partner. Stop guessing, you won't have heard of them.
Yes, actually, I think I did miss the essence. However, before I
received your reply, I was working on the third and final guess -
availing myself of the "Phone-A-Friend" lifeline. Said friend, on
condition of anonymity, told me it was a Noel Morgensteen; though he
is not sure he remembers the name correctly. A kind of EBU-land
Gerald Cohen without the laughs, apparently.
Anyway, do remember my earlier posting, and take a leaf out of Joe
Fawcett's book: make sure whoever it is takes delivery of spirits at
Young Chelsea cracks open the seal of each and every bottle. The
bailiffs will thereby be disempowered from confiscation.
++++Close. Well, near enough, despite getting both names wrong.
> Anyway, do remember my earlier posting, and take a leaf out of Joe
> Fawcett's book: make sure whoever it is takes delivery of spirits at
> Young Chelsea cracks open the seal of each and every bottle. The
> bailiffs will thereby be disempowered from confiscation.
++++Not an issue, nor will it be. Why do you imagine it would? If you
think you have the first idea about the Young Chelsea's financial
situation, well, you don't. If it's just a snide comment for the sake
of it, best of luck. Boring.