En garde!

I just finished my first game after a hiatus of many years. My passion is as strong as ever - two minds battling on a few squares of colors. As a child, I mostly played against my older brothers or my father which means... I learned a lot, mainly how to lose graciously.
My husband did not like to lose and so we quickly stopped playing against each other. He much preferred the computer where he could alternate being himself and then the computer when his luck ran out.
I have read at least three stories where men become obsessed with the game, with dire consequences in all cases. As this is a mind game, it makes perfect sense that a life could be ruined by thoughts gone wild. To me, playing chess trumps all other games - more fun than cards because all things are equal; more fun than sports because the intellect and emotions are more solicited; more fun than any other board games though I must confess not knowing how to play go.
I can't wait for our next encounter on tomorrow's battleground.

En garde!