Have you ever heard of Othello-the game? Not the Shakespeare Play. Not the town in Eastern Washington. THE GAME. I love that game! The slogan is 'A minute to learn, a lifetime to master.' As a child, I was convinced that my dad had mastered the game. He ALWAYS won! ALWAYS. Below is a dramatization of a game played with my dad as a child. I would be lucky to have 7 chips my color on the board. He kicked my trash. EVERY. TIME.
Holy Smokes! I can't believe I have more tiles than he does!
I'm still doing it! I just might be able to have 15 tiles by the end of the game after all.
BLASTED! I spoke too soon. But wait! What's that I see in the top left CORNER? A black chip! WOAH! How did I get a corner? I've never gotten a corner playing dad in My. Whole. Life.
Oh my word! This game is getting better all the time. Yes, it's true, Dad has the other corner, BUT at this point in the game, I am guaranteed at least 20 (TWENTY!) pieces. Could it be possible that I might win? Inconceivable!
HOLY SMOKES! I'VE DONE IT! I BEAT MY DAD!!! (Don't tell him, but I'm not sure how I did it.)
The poor guy is perplexed!
Here is the board with all the white ones removed so show my awesomness even better. 2 days later I still can't believe I won this game.