30 Days In New York – Day 24: Chess In The City – Bad Winning, Bad Losing, And The Comparing Mind
“Checkmate.” He said in his Swiss/German accent. Jan beat me again. “Schiesse!” I say, as I shake my head. I’m a bad loser. The emotion sets in. Muscles tighten. Body heats up. Feelings that arise with frustration. On top of losing, I’m losing to a 22-year-old. I have 10 years on Jan, yet he’s out…