#bingo experience

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A Memorable Experience with Bingo Play - Continued

This is the continuation of my previous blog “A Memorable Experience with Bingo Play”

After the game got over, it was time to play the second game. And, it was the “Diamond” game. My friend is fancying the game something a bit different like the “Groucho Marx” where in one would have to fill the outline of eyebrows, a moustache and a stub of a cigar on the card.

The caller has begun with his work. There is an electric scoreboard hanging on the stage that shows the numbers being called out and also outlines the pattern that you would want to make in the game. Tracing Groucho would be easy. There was a sweet looking lady with white hair and black rhinestone glasses sitting next to my friend. She even questioned my friend, as how would he win if he did not concentrate on the game too well. My friend seemed to be happy with her concern. He leaned closer to her and said that the gaming scene in there reminds him of his days in grade school, when he never paid much attention to the lectures in the class. And, as a reaction the lady just shakes her head in disapproval. My friend seemed to be very keen to complement her rhinestone glasses. Although he could not do so!

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A Memorable Experience with Bingo Play

This is a small little experience about a friend of mine who had no intention of playing bingo or never even wished to go but ended up liking bingo games to the core.

Once the two of us visited a church hall and as per me – I considered playing bingo something like a hoot. However, my friend did not consider it to be one. For him, it was something like a torture. As he was not a gambler, so he never felt excited about winning cash and actually never won anything? But, in this church hall the situation changed entirely. At the time of the games when the bingo caller announced the numbers, every player’s head would drop down to mark on their cards and then automatically raised again to listen to the next number. This scene took place with so much of synchronization, that it seemed as though the players were praying.

The game actions continue for some time, with everyone seriously concentrating on their cards, until a woman with nine zillion bingo cards piled up on a table top in front of her picks up a copper bell and starts ringing it. At this, my friend gets startled. But, then I told him that a lot of players in the hall do this for good luck.