When I become royalty, I'm going to get myself a crack squad of suicide troops like the Black King and Queen have at their disposal here.
"Sir Cleric, I wish to see you snub the White Queen!" the Black King orders.
"By your command, Sire!" is the reply as the Bishop makes a short-lived rudish (he is after all a man of the cloth) gesture 1. ... Bb5 2. axb5.
"Excellent!" the King applauds "And now Sir Knight, I command thee to fall on thy sword!"
"Which of us, your Majesty?" the obedient pair respond in unison.
"Why both of you of course!" 2. ... Nhg3+ 3. Nxg3 Nxg3 4. hxg3 for they feared more than anything a lashing by His tounge.
"Now that Rook... throw it at their castle wall, I like to hear it go BANG!" 4. ... hxg3+ 5. Kg1 Rh1+ 6. Kxh1 Rh8+ 7. Kg1.
"Wait for it!" the King cautioned the impetuous Rook "First, that Bishop say blasphemous words upon their King." of course he could not refuse 7. ... Bc5+ 8. Nxc5.
Yet even before the Black King could again open His mouth to speak, the last Rook had rushed forth shouting an oblique reference in battle-cry "Oh No! More Lemmings!" 8. ... Rh1+ 9. Kxh1.
"Good show!" cried the Black King "But where did everybody go?".
"Oh husband!" admonished His Queen "Must I do everything myself?" 9. ... Qh8+ 10. Kg1 Qh2#.
Monday, August 18, 2008
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