The first minute or so is spent removing all jewelry and any excess clothing. This is very important as I have seen necklaces ripped from the necks of the less aggressive, and one cannot afford to be burdened by extra clothing when wrestling for a spoon. Ah yes, the spoons.
Spoons are placed in the center of the table, or floor accessible to all players. However, there is always one or two less spoons than players. It is the same concept as the childhood game of musical chairs.
Two or three decks of cards are used during the game of spoons. The dealer shuffles the cards and then deals out four cards to each player. The dealer then starts passing the remaining cards around the group one at a time.
The game has begun.
A player may only keep four cards in his hand at a time. Each player is looking for four of a kind. When a player has redistributed his hand to contain four of a kind he grabs a spoon, which signifies to the other players to also grab a spoon to remain in the game.
A player is allowed to “fake out” the other players during the rapid and frenzied card passing by slamming their hand on the table near the spoons. If another player grabs a spoon as a result of this “fake out” they are automatically out of the game, or receive a letter next to their name (spelling out SPOONS).
Once a spoon is grabbed, complete chaos breaks out. There should be no young children nearby. A good sturdy table should be used for this game. I tested out the integrity of our table several times during the evening and found it to be very satisfactory.
One should be prepared to leave the table with several wounds. It wasn’t the sliding across the length of the table like a body surfer, and then head first over the end that did me in (it was my spoon!). Rather, it was the wrestling for a spoon that became my downfall.
It happened when three of us latched onto the same spoon: Myself, my cousin Ricky, and Marcus, Rebecca’s Californian man. I held on for all I was worth. Ricky was the first to give in, but not before gashing my right knuckle. I struggled valiantly with Marcus for the spoon, but I could feel it cutting into my left finger. I cried out that he was hurting me. He assured me he did not want to hurt me, but despite my cries of agony, and encouraged by the others around the table he continued to twist the spoon away from me. When I finally let go, my hands were red with trauma, the spoon was bent, a card was ripped, and a piece of my finger had been gouged away.
I was in for a couple more rounds, but alas, I had too many letters to my name: SPOONS
6 comments:
Definitely an active, frenzied & fun game. I just found out how to play it at Christmas time and we did enjoy it. The table got slowly pushed from one side of the room to the other...the tablecloth was falling off, and the excitement continued to build the more we got into the game.
Warning: This game can definitely cause injuries if you're not careful. lol
spoons is darn good fun.
I played this game as a child of 10 and wildly loved it - the wrestling, the chasing down of spoons flying through the air in the heat of the battle. Definitely not for the faint of heart. We also played the sneak, trying to stealthily pick up a spoon with nobody else noticing, then casually pass cards watching and waiting for the realization to hit that a spoon is missing and see the outbreak of war for the remaining spoons!
I love the sneak! Unfortunately it didn't work during this game. There was so much card slamming that the table was jumping. It was impossible to be sneaky. Besides, we Ogborns are a little on the extreme side. :)
hahahaha you are OUT OF CONTROL!
I'm not the only one out of control, cousin and twin from separate womb.
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