Does anyone else here ever have dreams about chess? I don't have many, but most of them are horrible. Typically I'll get beaten by someone I would ordinarily never lose to, either someone I have an overwhelming scoreline against or even an utter novice. Usually this will involve my time simply running away while I sit there powerless to prevent it, copious cheating by my opponent and an illegally large number of opposing pawns parked menacingly on my third rank.
However a few nights ago my alter-ego enjoyed a form reversal and managed a draw against Peter Leko. I don't remember the exact position but we had castled opposite sides and Leko (Black) had an enormous q-side attack but his Q was parked on h5 and I had a lot of pressure piled up on the g-file, but no actual winning threats. Leko missed that I had a Nxf4 hitting his queen and threatening to take it then sac for a draw before he could checkmate me. He played ...Qd1+ giving up his Q to capture by some minor piece and disrupting my q-side defences, but only had enough attack to force a perpetual with the single tempo left before I forced one myself.
Leko was disgusted by this result and stormed off (I think this bit was inspired by reading about one of Theos Rippis' opponents doing that in the Asian Cities). Leko was even less impressed when he learned that a movie producer intended to use the game in a chess scene in a major blockbuster, thus exposing to the world at large how he had conceded a draw to such a bunny. He even sent a hired thug after me with the object of forcing me to surrender all records of the game so that it would be as if it had never happened. I was telling the thug not to bother, the game was already all over in the internet and published in Australian Chess, there was no way it could possibly be disposed of. Then I woke up.