Games 2 and 3 to stevelco were defeats. Honestly, I should have lost the first game too. Steve is a really good player. I was proud of myself for hanging with him the first two games, but game three was different.
I stunk; big time. I hate making excuses, but I do feel I need to document.
There are days when I really feel like playing and I have lots of energy. Then there are days where there is nothing there ... it's just "blah". Other days, I can at least manage to muster up some desire. Last night ... and pretty much the whole week for that matter was a blend of mustering and just plain "blah". You can't deny the fact that other life events affect your chess play.
Also - there are losses where I feel good about ... I know I did my best; I fought hard and thought deep and well. Then there are losses like last night where there was no heart; I was a complete woodpusher.
So, as opposed to trying to think about how I can minimize my failures in thinking or calculating, I need to think of a way to rouse up the fight in me when there is no fight. How can I, on a snap of the fingers, turn into a calculating, killer-move-seeking monster? Days like yesterday; weeks like this past week ... they will come again. What can I do to prepare for them? How can I overcome them? That's what's on my mind.
Here are the games as captured from surveybot.