“I could have written a short story about some rather bad luck on my part.
I could also have written the story about a skilled opponent.
I might also have written about my unstable internet connection, and how a screwup in the blitz move removed the ball from the pitch permanently, thereby costing me any chance of winning the game.
Instead I will tell the tale of the (former) league in which me and my opponent played.
Right in the middle of the finals (that had no time limit) we just got informed by Jimmy, the league admin, that he had chosen to dissolve the league due to a busy real life. Without any warnings or even waiting for the finals to finish.
In the middle of the final of the first cup...
Words could probably express what I think about this situation and alot of other personal stuff about Jimmy, but I won't due to common sense and fumbbl rules.
Let me just express my utter contempt for this way of handling things.
Me and my opponent tried to play on a few turns for the sport of it, but the ball never got back. It didn't really matter to me, when there was nothing left to play for, apart from the post-match money.
I would like to thank my opponent, though, for doing his best and being friendly.
Cheers for the "final", Reventlov, and perhaps we will meet in a more serious league some other time. ”
I could also have written the story about a skilled opponent.
I might also have written about my unstable internet connection, and how a screwup in the blitz move removed the ball from the pitch permanently, thereby costing me any chance of winning the game.
Instead I will tell the tale of the (former) league in which me and my opponent played.
Right in the middle of the finals (that had no time limit) we just got informed by Jimmy, the league admin, that he had chosen to dissolve the league due to a busy real life. Without any warnings or even waiting for the finals to finish.
In the middle of the final of the first cup...
Words could probably express what I think about this situation and alot of other personal stuff about Jimmy, but I won't due to common sense and fumbbl rules.
Let me just express my utter contempt for this way of handling things.
Me and my opponent tried to play on a few turns for the sport of it, but the ball never got back. It didn't really matter to me, when there was nothing left to play for, apart from the post-match money.
I would like to thank my opponent, though, for doing his best and being friendly.
Cheers for the "final", Reventlov, and perhaps we will meet in a more serious league some other time. ”