Grand Master Bobby and the Bot

As I stood on stage, accepting my trophy for winning the chess grand championship, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment wash over me. I had worked hard for this moment, and it had all paid off.

But as I basked in the glow of my victory, one of my friends approached me with a mischievous grin on his face. "Hey Bobby, I'll bet you can't beat a 100 rated bot in a game of chess."

I laughed, thinking it was just a joke. But as I looked around, I saw that several people had gathered around us, eagerly waiting for me to accept the challenge.

I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should take on this seemingly impossible task. After all, I didn't know a lick of actual chess. I was a mind reader, not a chess player.

But then I thought about my reputation and all the work I had put into becoming a grand master. I couldn't let this opportunity slip away. So, with a nod of determination, I agreed to the challenge.

As the game began, I knew I had my work cut out for me. The 100 rated bot was a formidable opponent, and I knew I couldn't rely on my mind reading abilities to win.

As I sat down in front of the computer, I knew I was in for a tough game. Despite my best efforts, I found myself on the verge of defeat, with only a few pieces remaining on the board.

But just as the bot was about to deliver the final blow, I noticed something strange. The network icon on the screen was displaying an error message.

I glanced at the timer and saw that there were only a few seconds remaining. If the timer ran out before the bot could deliver mate, I would be declared the winner.

I held my breath as the seconds ticked away, praying that the error would hold out long enough for me to claim victory. And as the timer hit zero, I let out a sigh of relief.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, and I couldn't help but smile as I realized that even though I had been on the verge of defeat, I had managed to come out on top.