Matt won at chess by intimidation. He could have easily won by logic and intelligence but chose not to. When he played, his most effective tactic was to stand up and yell, “They’re all gonna laugh at you!” as loud as he could. It worked.
I find myself at the gates of the Octopus – a sprawling, mad contraption with eight pneumatic arms ending in creaking, revolving carts. I hate this ride. I’ve never ridden it of my own free will. This time is no different.