As he was thinking about his 25th move, a sudden disaster occured to me: I started thinking. No, not about the game - I started thinking about my opponent. To be more exact, about my opponent's name. And then it hit me! "OH MY GOD!!" - I thought to myself - "If his name is Urodin, his wife's name must be ... OH MY GOD!! Poor woman ..."
By the way, if you didn't get any of this, it's probably because you don't know Russian. Seek the advice of a Russian-speaking person to explain.
Obviosly, after such a mind-blowing thought, I could not concentrate on the game anymore at all! All I had in my head was "Poor woman!". Lucky for me, the game didn't last too long!
25. f4 Nc8 26. fxe5 dxe5 27. Nf3 Nd6 1/2 - 1/2
I offered a draw and he accepted. I was quite happy to draw with black, against a strong player, especially given my mental state ... I escaped the table as soon as possible, without a post-mortem, and without waiting for my teammates to finish their games.