Sheffield Woodseats Chess Club

Rook and pawn endings are the devil's own invention aren't they?! No matter how many pawns ahead you are it's always drawn!
I've lost count of the number of times a win  has seemingly  slipped away this season, and then there was a game where I went into the ending two pawns up ... and nearly lost.  Anyway, here's how I got some justice at last, as I turned the tables on a 156 grade.

“The clock is a very powerful piece, learn how to use it properly” said the wise old man (me) in the car.
We were travelling to Wombwell, Bill, Peter, Pete and Martin all being driven there by Andy. We’d set off a little late so were down on the clock, not for the first time. But Andy’s knowledge of the Barnsley suburbs (evidence of his mis-spent youth) helped us to catch up and rendez-vous in good time with Steve and Dave.I called…and lost , the pairings were:
R. Desmedt(W) – Peter(B)
(French Advance wth Qg4)
R.Atkinson – Pete
(Reti)
S.Gibbs – Steve
(Ruy Lopez)
B.England – Dave
(Sicilian Morra)
S.Hall – Martyn
(Pirc)
A.Perry – Andy
(French Exchange)
As I sat down to watch I couldn’t help but think how much chess, chess openings and even chess middle games were so typical of a person’s style, and how if I was given the first 20 moves of each game I could probably fit the game to the player.
Peter: theoretical, sharp,
Pete: quiet, steady, no risks
Steve : careful, smooth development
Dave: a little sharp, dynamic
Martyn: monstrous attack looming!
Andy: bonkers.