Some say that there is no greater pleasure than coming home and being welcomed by the smell of freshly baked bread. Yesterday, I programmed the bread maker so that it would be ready by the time I returned from the match and… my goodness… yes, there is indeed a greater pleasure: being welcomed by the smell of bread after having crushed the enemy team with a glorious 31/2 – 1/2.
Peter and Gerald were the quickest to win on boards 3 and 4, Mike secured an excellent draw on board 2, and, unbelievable as it sounds, I won on time! Yes, there is no typo: I won. Time is normally a factor I lose on, so it is refreshing to have turned things around for a change. My game was roughly even until my opponent fell into a couple of traps I set, which gave me a positional advantage.