Who dares play chess with the Gobfather? You think you clever for beating me, eh? Eat lead, while I suck on a Starbucks Mango Frappuccino.
Meanwhile, my sidekick, The Don, was up against the Russian Queen, who was somewhat distracted as she spent most of the game taking selfies for the delectation of her Facebook and Instagram followers.
Later that evening we played chess at a popular bar called "Shack" on the Hondori (a covered shopping mall) in the centre of Hiroshima. My opponent was convinced that the Gobfather was in fact Inspector Gadget, as did a marine on his way into the bar as we were leaving.
Be that as it may, I had my revenge upon the chess board in my true guise as the #PubChessBluffer who was now playing in his ideal environment, not the squeaky clean Starbucks (my opponent's choice for the first game), but the alcohol sodden, tobacco-smoke reeking, heaving sea of sweating humanity and den of iniquity that is Shack.
The two of us made our escape before midnight, however, he to a first date, and me to the last tram home!
Cheers!
David Hurley
#InspiredFocus
#PubChessBluffer aka the #Gobfather