Mombee there is another part of the story. So here it goes.
The Marines had a couple of females. The AF got on the crud table after they finished with that lovely ref. My friend (Bruno's wife), another wife (callsign Trash Can) and I played with the guys. The Marines approached our DHs and asked if
"you mind we play with your wives?" they added the clarification it was the females from their group. Our DH's said ask them! We agreed, thinking it was good camarderie. We set it up 3 V 3. There was an arguement of who would ref, it was decided that a 16 pilot would since they were not in our squadron, and a single seater like the Marines.
They lost the lag, we opted to receive, as Bruno's wife was waiting to receive before the lagger was off the table she was hip checked across the room. They Lose a life. Trash can's wife serves and I come up to block, the Marine elbowed me in the face. Loss of life on her, as I am walking around the table to get to the serving position, she comes full barrel down on me because she lost a life and chucks me against the bar/counter pinning me under it while throwing punches.(nothing was said to provoke her). Not my proudest moment, but I will admit that I started to hit her to get me off. The Marines (the guys) jumped in and pulled her off of me, (Bullet, Bruno and Trashcan were further away...if you have never seen a crud room then I can't explain it because it is to difficult to describe how it is set up in a club on an internet forum)
For the next 30 minutes I swear Marines were walking up to me and apologizing for their behavior as Marines and Officers. To this day I hold no negative opinion, because they were officers and gentlemen.
Now let's fast foward, I am sitting with the Marines who came and apologized for this 1st Lt. behavior. Bullet,and Bruno are smoking cigars in the corner, the Trashcans left.
Their ranking officer walks up to the area, and says to me " I hope you learned your lesson!" (This is the guy that put parts of his anatomy on the table to make calls).
AS a CAPT's wife, I respected his rank, and said "excuse me sir"
He replies "You are a wife you had no business playing our Marines"
I reply " You approached us"
He goes on a speal that I don't really remember except it was full of insults.
I turn to him and say " Sir, it was nice to meet you!" and start a new conversation with the other Marines
He responds "are you dismissing me?"
I said " No Sir, I am a wife I could never dismiss you, but it has been nice to meet you"
He replies "B*tch shut your PIE WHOLE" and then raises his hand at me to slap me.
That is when I screamed Bullet and he saw a field grade officer drunk as a skunk trying to physically attack me.
I had bruises on my body and face from the female Marine who hit me, and without Bullet, Bruno or Tony to this day I don't know if I would have been harmed. It was not the Marines finest hour regarding her or him, but it was their finest apologizing for the behavior of their brethren. The guy was drunk, and I will always give him a pass. However, if I wasn't a military wife and understand the crud bar rules I wouldn't.
Please don't make a comment like you did without knowing the real facts
Poor Marines. They probably had never encountered a wife who was unable to defend herself
If it was meant to be a joke and not an insult it fell flat.
There is a poster who learned how to play
REAL crud because DS an I taught him. Je has played it with me and he will tell you I can hold my own with the best of them. I believe if memory serves me right, he died before me and I was single WOMAN against his team of 3 guys with only 5 or 6 lives, while I had 2 livee. My team was all fighter guys, no girls. I LOST, but it did come down to 2 guys with 1 life ea and me with 1 life. I take pride in my crud playing skills. I play fair and have never attacked physically any opponent ...off the table
I also never play on female only teams because I was taught by the guys and throwing bodies, planting is fair game...give way means hip checking and not politely asking to move
before you pretend to do the BUMP (1980's disco dance like the hustle) when hitting them on the hip