Chess Jokes Novels & Stories

“The thing is, don’t let your eyes be blinded by the fact that you’re a beginner and you can’t win against me. I know what you’re thinking. I really hate people who give up easily when they knew they’d end up losing.” “We’ve been playing twice now, but I can see you’re here, but you’re not really,” he added. “Yeah, everyone knows you’re here just because you need a club, and as long as you know the basics, you can stay,” he said. “But when you’re here, please try to enjoy this game as much as we do. I know it’s kind of boring, but to tell you, chess is fun.” “No, Jules. Face the truth. Chess is boring.” Wenna popped out from nowhere.

He spoke in his deep husky voice which never failed to send me shivers. Instead of answering, I remained silent, knowing too well that he wouldn't like it, but it felt like the words got stuck inside my throat. "There's no one who can beat you at chess." Lorenzo said while being on the edge of losing the game. "Do you play chess, sister-in-law?" All I wanted to do was shout at his face for calling me that again and again, but instead I nodded my head. "Perfect! You'll be playing on my behalf!"

I had the best time with her. We both talked about a lot and even ended up playing the game of chess. She was not bad, though. I thought nobody could come close to winning me in a chess game, but she was that close. “I would have given you a checkmate there if you hadn't used one of your tricks” She said like a whining baby.

I moved my bishop sideways and killed his queen with a victorious grin plastered all over my face. “Nice. Still a stupid move.” He killed my bishop, and before I knew it—Checkmate! One king to another. “Chess is fun,” he said freely. “Isn’t it?” he grinned and looked at me. I fumed in anger while he relished winning and me losing. He must love seeing me fall at his feet in this board game. No way! Not giving up, I used a castle and checked his king. “You have to relax while you’re playing. Free your brain muscles. Chess is all about thinking before acting. Watching your opponent fall while you rise.”

He stopped insisting and halted his steps. After Sharon and Dr. Galen disappeared from sight, Uriah said, "Since we're waiting anyway, come keep me company for a game of chess." Thomas did not refuse. "All right." Half an hour later, amid Uriah's shameless take-backs and excuses, he still lost the game. Uriah stroked his graying beard and studied the board. "To think my lifelong hobby was so easily beaten by a junior like you. The Ferrero family truly produces outstanding talents."

He was playing chess with Damien beside them. The dudes were boring as hell but their frequent arguments kept the girls entertained. Their swearing and cursing was hilarious. "Accept you're dumb, Brian." Damien said, winking at Zara. "You can't win a game of chess against me. You never did. And you can't win this either. I suggest you yeild before your ass is kicked in front of your mate."

Marshall paused before continuing, "Uncle Wenham, I have a friend who owns a café, and a lot of people love playing chess there. If you're interested, I can take you there sometime." Wenham was about to agree but hesitated, considering his doubtful chess skills. So, he cleared his throat and said, "Chess is meant to be played in a quiet place. I prefer playing it at home. Come and play a few rounds with me whenever you're free."

For these old people, it is a form of mental comfort, no need to worry about life, but Tadhg Walter is different, he wants the Spirit Stone. Consider it for making money unwillingly for people to entertain. As for Egbert Leon who couldn't play chess, he stood aside watched the play. Derek Alexander actively rearranges each piece, Tadhg Walter is the black piece, his opponent is Kane Smith, which is the white piece. Chess board made of stone, jade black piece, wood white piece. Tadhg Walter said. "I'm still weak in chess, if there are any mistakes, please forgive me!" "Don't say that! Winning and losing is normal, and playing chess is for fun!" Kane Smith revealed an arrogant, lonely appearan

The old man said cheerfully. “Still not as well as you, Mr. J!” Stan replied modestly. The young man was Stan Warner, one of the Ts from Capital City T Faction. Stan Warner was known not only among the younger generation, but he was also famous among the older generation. “Stan, chess is like life. You have to move when to take the proper move. When it’s time to take one step forward, you take one step forward, and when it’s time to take one step back, you do the same! But lately, I’ve noticed that you’ve been hesitating,” The old man said.

He played with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, baiting me into traps I didn't see until it was too late. ​"Checkmate," he said, moving his queen with a flourish. ​"Hah!" I let out a frustrated puff of air, crossing my arms and pouting at the board. "I almost had that rook! You cheated, Grandpa. You must have." ​Grandpa erupted into a deep, belly laugh that filled the room. "I didn't cheat, little bird! You just got impatient. You have the spirit of a lion, but the focus of a kitten."