I woke up this morning and felt like my head was in a bucket. Maybe that's because the neighbor's damn bucket on the balcony kept banging around all night in the wind. Maybe I should have had a few drinks last night then I would have a good reason for feeling like I do now. I considered calling Security, but I thought they might in turn call the trigger-happy Las Vegas Police Department who might take aim at at the poor bucket, filling it full of holes. Okay Buckethead you're coming with us!
And something else just as bizarre occurred last night. While turning on the Fritz chess engine and analyzing Game 10, my computer overheated and shutdown. Maybe the complications was too much for my Pentium S. I think the S stands for Shit! I'm prepared if this happens again for I have a bucket of water nearby.
I'm beginning to believe that something paranormal is occuring. But fear not my readers, even the forces of hell will not prevent this courageous author from completing his work! "Deep breath, deep breath, now blow out." Now that's better. On to the game now that I've released some anxiety.
The score is tied at 6 games apiece. Now we move on to the lucky 13th game. Well, it was lucky for someone. Can you guess who it was?
Vela tries out the Catalan Opening--an opening perfectly suited for his play. He gets a good position. But I'll let you see how the game finishes.
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