Backgammon IS LIFE

Backgammon.

In Tucson.

Tucson Backgammon Society

• Tucson Backgammon Society •

It’s not a suggestion — it’s a warning. This isn’t your local meetup. This is a society shrouded in cigar smoke, questionable legality, and rocks glasses with three-finger pours of expensive Scotch from Dave’s Liquor Locker — neat. Always poured neat.

TBS has prestige. It has panache. It has enemies. It has multiple open investigations led by “Brian” from the IRS.

Our Attorney’s have advised us that we legally can’t advertise publicly. They will, however, require you to sign and notarize a nondisclosure agreement… just in case you're thinking about getting chatty with Brian.

We play for pride. For pink slips. For respect. For the espresso machine you told your wife you didn’t buy. For money we can’t technically report.

We’ve seen reputations collapse before the foie gras even leaves the kitchen. One man lost so badly he moved to Scottsdale, changed his name to “Craig”, and “donated” his son’s college fund to our bar tab. We hear Craig now drives a Miata, and his son is now a Sandwich Engineer at Subway. Poor kid.

This isn’t a hobby. It’s a high-stakes lifestyle. We’ve rolled with diplomats. Venture capitalists. Former Olympic Breakdancers. The guy who rang the bell last week at the NYSE. We’ve even played your grandma. She folded during warmups. Pathetic. And if you hang around long enough, you might catch us rolling with the janitor in the parking lot. Don’t worry — we cleaned up.

There’s probably a waitlist, but don’t worry — we’re pretty sure you didn’t make the cut. And if Brian asks… this club doesn’t exist.

Meet TBS’s

Founding Members.

Member #001

David DiCosla
Dave enjoys long, windy walks through the desert, where he contemplates the mysteries of dice and destiny. A connoisseur of fine wines and finer backgammon strategies, he once challenged a coyote to a match—and won. Dave's presence at the board is as commanding as his collection of vintage dice cups. He believes that every game is a battle of wits, and he's always armed to the teeth. Join him if you dare, but remember: respect is earned, not given—and certainly not by Dave.
Member #002

Elan Spreiser
Elan's mystery is only exceeded by his power. Some say he was born with a doubling cube in his hand; others whisper that he invented the game itself. He communicates through subtle nods and the occasional smirk, leaving opponents questioning their life choices. Elan doesn't play backgammon; he orchestrates it, turning each move into a masterstroke of psychological warfare. Membership applications are reviewed under his enigmatic gaze, but acceptance is as elusive as his endgame strategy.