That I managed to do, but I was mistaken, I wasn’t playing a Finnish player, but a Swedish one! It seems I am growing fond of the Norsemen, after all in this tournament I managed to beat only them!

In the opening I went for a very risky line, but he didn’t dare to venture it, so I got an overwhelming strategical advantage already on move 9. From then on I was pretty precise and although he put up all the resistance he could I didn’t allow him a chance to escape. Incidentally, just like in my prize-winning game from Round 2, again I got a totally dominating position, this time in the middlegame – the position after white’s 25th move is a pleasure to have (and a rather sadistic pleasure if I may add).

Tomorrow’s final round starts at noon, so time is limited now, I need to both rest and prepare. But oh how the chess world would be so much a happier place if the other organisers follow suit and schedule the last rounds at noon, instead of the somnambulistic 9am! Yeah, I know, but one can always dream…

P.S. After the game, when I told Tibor I played a Swede instead of a Finn, he said, “Ah, so a Swede finish!”