Week 11 Championship: Frank vs. sraL - (Lars captures title)

[Frank]

The youngest Grand master Champion to win unanimous and flawless had his back against the arm rest.
1. e4 c5
2. Nf3 d6
3. Bb5+ Bd7
4. Bxd7+ Qxd7
5. c4 Nc6
6. Nc3Nf6
7. 0-0 g6
8. d4 cxd4
9. Nxd4 Bg7
The Black Knight Galloped across the board with reckless abandon gallant in his harness
This challenger represented Mars – The champion from a planet from a far. A Planet of hardship – scattered in stars lit
A heartless opponent from the cosmo strip… both callous and carbon
Attacking the board – advancing the squadron!
10.Nd5 Qxe4
11. Nc7+ Kd7
12. Nxa8 Qxc4
13.Nb6+ axb6
14.Nc3 Ra8
15. a4 Ne4
16. Nxe4 Qxe4
The Martian captures the pawn and hits the timer – passive and harmless.
Grand Master thinks of his next move…dragging his magnet in the margins
The Watch-men stand on guard in the halls of the seminar – stagnant and Spartan
Each move is pathless - off balance –
On the axis – attacking - disarming until each piece has miraculously fallen
The mars man goes on about all his gadgets and jargons
Distracting – the Martian men eyes emphatically darken
17.Qb3 f5
18. Bg5
19. Qb4
20. Qf7
21. Be5
22. h3 Rxa4
23. Qxh7
24. Qxg6
Outsmarted, the apparatus, disheartened hardens into post partum
Matchless – default win

61. Kf6 d4 62. g7 1–0
Undefeated Grand Master Champion - Magnus Carlsen.


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1446 B.C

Shadhin stood to the side of the great pyramids – gasping in awe…
125 degrees Fahrenheit, it was outside – That’s hot enough for this frozen solid bag to thaw
Hot enough to sizzle the egg like a frying pan – get a grip, your hand got scorched
Shadhin and his cousin Sadeem were tanned to a bronze that made them camouflage into the Sedan setting in their haggard shawls that were ragged, worn blacker than the granite dissolved
Sadeem dared Shadhin to go into the Kings Chamber – through the haunted corridor through the enchanted halls
Through the door made from Dinosaur – to the elevator cart that hauled you off to the grandest tour.
Sadeem crawled into the damp wall.
Shadhin stood outside of the room of the tomb – kerosene lamp in his palm
The light illuminated the chamber – hieroglyphic drawings in Arabic scrawled
Drawings of different plants – pharaohs being fanned with leafs from the barrenness resort in all the land
Sadeem sprawls out in the coffin with the Pharaoh wrapped in bandages of gauze
As a storm passes on – collecting in the Dog headed gods granite paws.
The two kids have traveled without water, miles from their camp in the north
Magic carpet ride - The Genie granting Aladdin it all
Shadhin drops the lamp. Sadeem panics – as the two hear their names called - through the damndest of halls.
Sadeem can’t claw out of the casket – he is crammed in – panicking – Shadhin lights up the lamp...to an enchanted applause
The two run out of the Pyramid into the dunes
Sadhin falls
Praying to the synagogues in their father land -
Dancing with gall, sand in their balls


SALUTE!
Bill wouldn’t budge from the bunker. Bullet after bullet dispensing – each deflecting his shield.
Amidst the chaos, he took the time to finish this letter’ - this letter that would never be sent – each letter written in shaky penmanship
“Bill!” Pete said returning fire - “Feu, tuez-les maintenant!” came hurling out of the mouth of the French in the field.
‘Lisa – Darling’ I am writing to you from a war zone – we’re in the middle of a relentless, hectic ordeal
Pete ran over and covered the grenade – but it was a dud - Bill picked back up the pencil as lead flew through the front lines denting his helmet with steal.
Pete assassinated the whole platoon – giving Billy precious seconds to express how he feels
He thought of his Wife’s walls – and his erect weapon, how she bled and she squealed
As he pulverized her walls like the Tanks heaviest wheel.
“Bill!” It was a rookie cadet. He was being stretched out by the medics – canteen – he went for a swill.
They carried his torso out – both of his legs swept - from his build.
Dressed for the kill - Wedged in the trench – the sky full of jets in the mill
Bill put his pen down, stood up and intercepted an incoming threat with lieutenant skill
Neutralized –
He continued writing ‘I can remember the first time we met, you said you never met a Bill”
Love blind sided me like the bullets being ejected intending to spill my guts over this letter’ the whole event is surreal
Bill is shedding a tear. Mustard gas upsetting him – He cleanses his senses – As a Frenchman runs up to the barracks with his intentions concealed
The Frenchman waves the white flag – he says he’s gaven up “Tu as gagné!” French for we surrender
Bill puts down his Winchester Model 70 Rifle as the enemy kneels.
“cet Américain est insensé” Bill waves the man in as the rest fled from the field.
The enemy still kneeled down like Bill was when he proposed and she said "Yes" and they wedded in the September hills.
“Get up” he yells, as Pete Points the Infrared at the enemy kneeled down – unable to comprehend Bill.
As the Frenchman wept, Bill went back to his letter – even keeled – he mentioned her meals.
And how he can’t wait to penetrate her – bent in her teal
Underwear as a rocket ricocheted into their trench – unexpectedly real!
Bill pledged his love and with bloody saliva – the message was sealed.
Bill capped the pen, ended his spiel – wrecked - dead over the quill
Bill – Army National Guard
U.S Solider
Madly in love
Dead
Head over heels

As you were,

Thank You.