The comment section below is a great place to post your favorite Onze memories and stories. I’ll start with reprinting a story that Bob insists on making sure that everyone hears and no one forgets:
“Any llenrocweb visitor should be able to read about the time I was dealt a nearly complete final hand – – in other words, when I looked at the cards I was dealt in the last hand, I had two complete runs and one run that was missing only one card. The one card I needed was the card that had been turned up to start the play. Although I was not the person immediately to the left of the dealer, and therefore not automatically elegible to pick up that needed card, I picked it up anyways, disregarding the cries of “Foul” coming from a player or two who would have been elegible to pick up the card ahead of me. I put the card in my hand, laid down my three complete runs, discarded one and splashed out. My fellow players were so amazed by my card playing prowess, that they correctly awarded me the hand, and of course the game.”
– Bob