A few days ago a teenager challenged me to a game of chess. I had not played since I was a child but when the cocky teen guaranteed my complete annihilation, I couldn’t refuse.
In the picture above, my pieces are the frosted ones and his are the glassy looking ones. If you’re not familiar with chess much what’s happening here is that his horsey (Knight) had me in check-mate after 3 moves. Then the teen proudly said, “I wrecked you!” (whatever that means)
Needless to say I regretted playing him. Continue reading