There I was. Ten paces from certain death. My opponent had me dead to rights. Hmmmm—a draw! Yeah, that’s the ticket!
Unlike the Wild West, getting your opponent to agree to a draw is a good thing. In this game I was lost. No doubt about it. Down a piece and three pawns. But I have a habit of worrying a chessgame like a bone. I don’t like giving up. If there is a chance I can draw it, that’s what I’ll try to do. In this game, it pays off. I include the whole game here, but if you want to get right to it, I suggest you skip everything to move 44.