I once left mid tournamet because my streak at the time was 0 out of 4
CHESS CONFESSIONS - GO!
I started learning chess late in life (to teach my kids), but fell in love with it and fear I started too late to be any good.
I once resigned a completely winning game in a tournament because I thought I was mated (I wasn't).
I actually did the exact same thing!
I thought I saw the pattern for Legal's mate so happily hung my queen ... then realised that because I was black it was the OTHER enemy knight which needed to be out of position, so my mating square was defended after all!
(I still went on to win the game ... but don't ask me how!!!)
I allowed a skewer. He laughed so loud the whole tournament hall heard it. That really burned.
I allowed a Fool's mate to occur (as Black) against a friend of mine within the first 3 moves which was pretty embarrassing.
He wasn't expecting it and missed it. Both of us realised what had transpired. A missed golden opportunity for him.
The game proceeded normally after, but I think I still got defeated eventually.
I'm fed up with playing against the Queen's Gambit all the time, which is like every second time someone opens with 1. d4.
I was intemperate in my youth, and although normally I was always a good sport about losing, nevertheless on one occasion many years ago at my local city chess club, I had a really bad losing streak against the same person
I had a habit of forgetting that when you make a discovered check, the piece making the check can just be taken
I'm not "always" stoned when I play, even though my name suggests it. Does that count as a confession? Certainly feels like one :delicious
I'm not "always" stoned when I play, even though my name suggests it. Does that count as a confession? Certainly feels like one :delicious
Sometimes you’re just high or comfortably numb?
I and Tim we're caught by our boss playing chess . . .
"If I catch you both playing chess, your fired!" He said .
So we put the board on the work bench without pieces and we learned to play blindfold chess. Eventually no board .
He never caught us . . .
In 1960 we learned with descriptive notation . . .
Now 63 years later I can't do it anymore . . .
I'll put the best ones on my Instagram account @chess.anonymous anonymously (obviously!).
I'll start it off:
I once cried after losing to a chess hustler in Washington Square Park, NYC.
It still haunts me to this day.
whats yours?