Speed Chessing
There once was a fish, who splashed in the sea, his heart was in zugzwang, his mind was en-prise. down the exchange, but on the attack, damn the torpedoes!, he went for the sac. a pawn, then a bishop, his rook and a knight. it was a glorious moment and a beautiful sight. his slack-jawed opponent just drooled in a trance, God couldn't save him, he hadn't a chance. king on the fifth, a forced mate in three his humbled stone silence, was my ecstacy. and then something happened that I'll never forget, when he offered his hand and our bloodshot eyes met. three little words, even now make me gag, a polite little whisper: sorry, your flag.Well, if you don't know the smoke, fire and splinters of speed chess, this one will probably zoom over your head, If you do... i am sure you have been there. written in '94 =8-] Written January 31st, 2002 © on Jan 31 2002 05:35 AM PST 0 • 6
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