Saturday, February 20, 2010

Frozen In Time The Heart Was Pounding No Rhyme

I lost this one I was winning the battle but the nerves the excitement the pounding and thumping of my heart took away my efficiency who is to know my time ran out I was too slow to know time was fleeting lost track of time too bad. The caffeine was taken hours ago I didn't load up but that's okay a cup or two cups of coffee would had made the difference I was drifting off to somewhere maybe dreamland although none of us made any errors except for the fact I lost track of the timer the time ran out on my timer clock. He was one tough opponent for a 1176 rated player close to my ratings an upset on his part I was too slow my opponent was giving me plenty moves on me to think about I was swallowing up his attack consuming his positions but my speed in moving lacked he won the game I lived to be lame what a shame my game did wane does rap go with chess a good nap can put me to the map and then I can be another good chap put the cat on my lap even though I feel like a sap!

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