Crud. That's it. I played it in my first of two trips to an AF O-club.
True story:
It was my first day on Guam. My first day in my first fleet squadron. I landed after hours, all jet-lagged and grumpy. My sponsor decided not to pick me up, but one of the guys I knew from flight school came down and got me. He wanted to introduce me to the squadron XO, who apparently had this weird hard-on for the AF O-club (he spent the next year talking it up and trying to get squadron pilots to join. Exactly zero joined).
So we arrived at the O-club, and my buddy said, "Hey XO, this is our newest pilot." XO said, "hey, great! Why don't I take you over and introduce you to some of the Air Force guys and you can play crud with them. It's a really violent game and they like to talk a lot of smack, so you've got to represent."
So we go over to the pool table and there these gi-normous dudes playing crud. Huge. My XO said, "hey, this is our new guy, so take it easy on him heh, heh."
So I said, "Which one of you Air Force pussies am I gonna punch in the throat first?"
The XO was horrified. Later, I was thrown through the barrier which separated the game room from the rest of the club. But I got my fair share of shots in too.