Monday, December 22, 2008

Beating My Bishop

It being one of the skillsets requisite to the Compleat Gentleman—and spurred by the acquisition of a free game pre-installed on our new PC—I am endeavoring, at this late stage, to learn the rudiments of chess. Last night, after fifteen losses in fifteen games, a first; with all manner of takebacks and cheats—and with my computerized opponent configured to perform with the acumen of a heavily-sedated orangutan—I managed a draw.

Paul Morphy's reputation is safe, I think.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Beats gripping your bishop. Call your mother, would ya?

The middle brother