It’s a good position. I’ll win this game. And then I’ll be depressed.
It’s a bad position. I’ll lose. But then I will know precisely who is to blame. Not me, for sure.
I usually remember if play with white or black.
If that Tuesday afternoon on the 17th of June 1986 I move queen to g5 instead of rook to e2, I would not be here now playing chess in the street.
The longer I stare at the board, the more confused I get and the less I care about my next move.
I’m a pawn at heart. I would be so ready to sacrifice myself for the queen. Not for her husband, though.
My decisions are mine to the extent I make them my business, except for existential matters, where I refuse to get involved.
When my grandfather let me win every game. Those were the days!
What’s a legal move anyway? I want the pieces to have free will and move when and where they want.
Pity you cannot have two losers in the same game.
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