Mad Dogs and Englishmen.

Professor Ambrose Penwose, Kiwi

It’s not whether you win or lose that counts, but how you play the game.
Even though I just wrote that, I did not write it.

That little ditty is the backbone of good sportsmanship and fair play, as well as a crutch for losers who “played well.”
Winners need not concern themselves with such drivel.

A good game of chess, where winning is all that matters, and the outcome is predicated on as much deviousness and chicanery as humanly possible will never consider how well the loser played the game.

Have you ever played an Englishman? Before you do be aware that your king must be protected at all times more than previously. The English have a tendency to break your concentration by moving a piece and saying, “Checkmate!”

You in turn obviously shaken forget your line of strategy and say, “What, How? Where?” as you scan the field looking at all possibilities, “That’s not Checkmate you Bloody Bastard, its only Check!”

Without realizing you have stooped to a level below yourself and answered in his blooming form of English.

He does this over and over again until your nerves are virtually raveled and your line of thought compromised to the point where he finally says… “Check Mate Mate!”

Mad Dogs and Englishmen.

I suppose that little cliché quite possibly may have come after such a game of chess?

Penwose Out,
By George
Rosebud
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