I've decided that this game sucks. I screwed it up royally. But the game must go on, so I move Queen back one space to e7.
Why? I don't know. Because I don't know what the hell I am doing? Because I suck at chess? Well, yes, of course that is obvious. This game proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that I play chess as well as Bush runs the country.
Anyway, sorry for the delay, Jim. Have at it.
Why? I don't know. Because I don't know what the hell I am doing? Because I suck at chess? Well, yes, of course that is obvious. This game proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that I play chess as well as Bush runs the country.
Anyway, sorry for the delay, Jim. Have at it.
This game proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that I play chess as well as Bush runs the country
If that was the case, I would have won by now. Stop it, Rook, just stop it.
Now, what to do next... You just had to move that Queen, didn't you? Now I have to go to Plan B -- or, to be precise I have to come up with a Plan B. Dammit. Ummm...
Pawn c-2 to c-3. Thus far and no further, my fine Sicilian friend...