Well, Maybe

Just as the DCC had its 'resident fish,' so to say, it also had its 'resident master.' This guy dominated the club, winning most of the club's tournaments. He usually defeated me too, of course. So whenever I played him I played in 'self-defense;' I played to draw. I think I achieved exactly one tournament draw with this dude. This is it, played on 2-11-87. I have white.

 1. d4           g6
 2. e4           Bg7
 3. Nc3        d6
 4. f4           Nf6
 5. Nf3        O-O
 6. Be2        c5
 7. dc5         Qa5
 8. O-O       Qc5+
 9. Kh8        Nc6
10. h3          a6
11. a3           b5
12. Qd3       Qa7
13. Be3        Qb7
14. Nd4        Bd7
15. Bf3         Nd4
16. Bd4        Bc6
17. Rae1       Rfd8
18. Nd5        e5
19. Bc3         Bd5
20. ed5         ec4
21. Qd2        g5
22. g3           Qd7
23. Kh2        Qf5
24. gf             gf
25. Rg1         Kh8
26. Rg7         Kg7
27. Qd4         Rdc8
28. Rg1+       Kf8
29. Qf6          Qf6
30. Bf6           Rc2+
31. Rg2           Rac8
32. Be4           Rg2+
33. Kg2           draw agreed

I offered the draw which he immediately accepted. I used one hour and 23 minutes; he used one hour and ten minutes. The time control was 40/90, so I had 7 minutes to play 7 more moves and could easily have pressed for the win. My notes on the back of the scoresheet read, in part, '(He) became more and more uncomfortable as the game progressed. I loved it!' A last note dated 5-30-91 reads, 'White should win easily! You idiot!'

Well, maybe.