because the rest of the table gets to see him talking smack, and he thus establishes himself as a bully without ever having played a hand.

It may be sunny today, but the weather forecast is predicting rain for tomorrow.

Then way what loſſe your honor may ſuſtaine / If with too credent eare you liſt his ſongs / Or looſe your hart, or your chaſt treaſure open / To his vnmaſtred importunity.

Where's the gents? I need to take a slash.