When My Chess Game Is Oblivious

The last game of online chess finished moments ago or a few minutes ago. I was a bundle of nerves I just could not play another game my nerves were shot even though this higher rated player lost to me that one game. I'm not tired I had plenty of rest and the caffeine was kicking in as well as the rest of my performance enhancing ...no...sorry no tease here what I do is perfectly legal unless I am declared an illegal. Can you imagine steroids becoming a problem in chess? I don't think so. But don't mind me my game is oblivious to everyone and everything no one cares about my chess game but me myself and I because I am merely an ordinary chess playing fool as one eighty five year old retired pharmacist put it at the Chinese Methodist Church in Oakland. When I asked her if she played chess she retorted remarking what a waste of time and for that matter any hobbies. And so ended that conversation with that old woman. Sorry for dragging this monologue this far. The point is that the real nerves galore lies not in my private or now public game of chess I am attempting to make public but in this World Series baseball game tonight. If the San Francisco Giants win tonight the anti baseball people will change over night including myself and even some will jump on the band wagon. The game begins now and the music I played and recorded is coming in loud and audible for the commenter who knows who is playing unlike myself has arrived in the room and has become a spectator. Okay ladies and gentlemen boys and girls it is the Detroit Tigers who will play our beloved San Francisco Giants baseball team not the Detroit Lions who are a football team. My sports educated son has just educated his father.