How to Lose the Game

Meet my eye, shake my hand
Ask my name and say it's grand
To see me where you are tonight
Then cough in awkwardness and fight
To keep our meeting worth our while
And so you talk of weather's style
And state whether it fits your taste
Then pause to see if I relate
And then, your fighting done in vain
You shake my hand, forget my name
Then go and walk the way you came
And, just like that, you've lost the game