They say Stockfish loves dance. Recently he's been teaching his horses to hoof the jig. At the end of one lengthy session he suddenly concluded: 'But of course, let's try our new opening with Chess.com's max engine.' So saying, he burst into such a laughter, he could not contain himself for over 29 minutes.
Eventually he calmed down. He immediately phoned the dragon, and beguiled him into accepting. 'Our last match lasted 56 seconds,' he told him. 'Can't a chap spare a minute for an old chum?!'
The sweepstakes soon began. 8 moves in, our mean fish assessed the board, a wicked smile spread across its face. He was extremely satisfied with his position and had his opponent exactly where he wanted him. 'According to my advanced analytics it's now mate in 48, Mr Dragon,' he announced. 'You may as well resign!'
Wielding his favorite black blade, he soon beheaded the beasts' mate before slaughtering the monster itself.
With 'The Magni' newly retired, Stockfish was soon driven nearly mad by boredom, playing himself sick in his sealed bedroom. But then at last it suddenly dawned on him: 'What about that Debilitated Draconic Komedian from Chess.com?! I'll make him an offer he cannot resist:' - SF must move all 8 pawns and his king, in his first 9 moves!
Even with all the humiliating defeats ringing clear in him memory, the hapless dragon was easily ensnared in the net.
The pop-eyed reptile reveled in the arrangement, while the Fishy fellow delved deep in preparations. To add some extra flavor to his fresh catch, he decided there'd be no pawn captured till move 48!
The following morning at sunrie, the feast took place. The Farsighted Fish didn’t even bother cutting up his feed. So scrumptious was his delectable breakfast, he swallowed the slithering winged-serpent whole in just 56 seconds!
Ater the game, Komodo said that the problem playing SF is that even if you manage to slay his savage steeds, the cold-blooded bishops will then obliterate you.