It was just another exhibition game but having taken a nose dive if you remember crashing and bursting into flames is not my ideal of a good time. I was so nervous you would think I was facing a death sentence and in fact every time I lose a game death does stare me in the face and I am scared to death. It is just a game and I keep telling myself that. I did finally win a game but you wouldn't think so the way my nerves were shot to hell. Chess isn't a game for the faint of heart. But the ultimate high in an extreme victory is
unforgettable a yearn for another one to follow for this craving that does not go away.
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