1999.
I was late to move in three occasions.
The examples were in "unlogical" order, often like from a handbook in tactics for medium players or advanced beginners.
I am still curious, yet, about one ending which I tried to remember, something like this-->
I played 1. b6 but still do not know what's the best move.
Opposition/Triangulation (?) or advancing the Pawn (which? "a" or "b"?)
I am not sure if the position of Kings is right.
Anyhow, I knew I moved right in some heavy positions (which looked very familiar), but I knew that I knew it
only because of my so-called "general chess culture" not because of my talent or tactical ability.
I am often literally blind OTB as I can't see single move in advance.
(I still sometimes think on missed Queen sacrifice from Serbian semifinal in March.)
Uh, I am so looking forward to 2 OTB tournaments in a row in November, I think I only now after a year regained that lost spirit of OTB chess, that I stopped looking "the best move" but instead the most unpleasant for my opponent.
People rushing to the same place, all of a kind people, young old middle-aged, with towels around their necks everyone bringing a half liter bottle of a still water, all going to same goal, to the same building, to a hall, full of tables on which are chess sets placed.
Don't worry about clumsy played opening, just endure, show no cowardness and hesitation, endure and fight, when you think you're lost, don't give up, specially if a good looking girl/woman is close and perhaps watches you secretly, play further, give punches back, and then, in the fifth hour, you'll notice fear on your opponent's face, you will see that he is not sure what to do, and then - crush him!
And go singing to your room with a copy of score sheet, analyze the game quickly on your laptop, and then go to nice cocktail bar or restaurant.