It's not exactly the first thing on your mind when you move into a new house but at some point you need to get the hulking piece of wood propped up against the bookself a proper place, and if it's a Crokinole board that likely means hung on a wall to see because, well, you damn well want everyone to know you have a Crokinole board.
Background -- my kids' high school shop teacher (it's a STEM school but not one Stemmy has to so much as see a screwdriver in real life during their four years of technical engineering course work) opted to do Crokinole boards as a project. This was for the non-college prep kids, the kids that are more likely to be putting in your new bathroom in a few years. He chose a Crokinole board because in his words "it more or less exercises every woodworking skill to some extent or another." This would be a semester-long project that would produce a game at the end. Solid win, right? Well there were boards left behind at the end of the semester in various states of completion, including five or six that were done. I scored one of those off the kid for $50, full-sized board, plays well. Perhaps not the most polished board on the market and I mean that literally, but just a whole bunch of fun.
So in my case this was a bit more challenging than most, because it's not a professional board. There was no hook countersunk into the bottom of it, and the bottom sheet of wood isn't thick enough to take one. Putting a normal hangar on the edge of it would result in damage to any table I played it on. So I needed to lift the entire board with rubber feet so that a hook would have clearance underneath.
Onto Amazon I went, found 1/4 inch tall rubber feet, small, that I could attach to each edge. These weren't adhesive jobbies, ones with screws through the middle instead that hide in the rubber underneath. A generous pilot hole at each corner (to one side a bit to avoid the joints of the wood) meant I could drive the screws without fear of splitting out the wood. These aren't load bearing after all, gravity favors them.
Then one of those saw-tooth hanger things I could attach in the middle of one side. With a rubber foot close on each side of it it will be very hard to scratch a table. The board weighs in at 18 pounds so I needed something that had a bit of grab and I needed to make sure that the edge of the board with the hanger wouldn't tear away from the rest of the assembly. A bit of testing gave me a candidate edge that seemed plenty strong, nailed on both ends to its neighbors and glued with modern adhesive to the floor of the board itself. I should be good to go.
All in place, what remained was a test drive with the new feet lifting the board off the table a bit higher than usual. Results were good and I won both games, so clearly the changes were properly done.
So now the board hangs above my couch. Whenever I play I always point to the wood at the bottom of the center hole and reverently say "that's ebony". That was the only wood the teacher could find in the particular diameter the class needed. (The rest of the board looks like normal old wood to me.) Now whenever someone so much as walks into the room I can do the same, being obnoxious as hell simply for the sake of being obnoxious.