Wordle Postgame Report, July 12
GAMES OF SKILL AND CHANCE DEP'T.
July 12, NIGHT, 6/6
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SAVED BY CHANCE, at the brink of disaster. CLASP was all gray. With a still-blank slate for round two, I typed in the letters of classic Wordle-buster URINE, then deleted that in favor of DOGIE. Bad move. Nearly fatal. Green G, yellow I—so the I likely would go before the G, which would make it...FIGHT? And with that, a steep chute opened: it was -IGHT, but not with an F in front. And there were more than three words left that would fit. WIGHT was out; surely Wordle wouldn't inflict WIGHT on the audience. What about a recycled letter—TIGHT? No. Four guesses spent, two to go. What was the most Wordle-obvious word remaining? RIGHT? No. Five down, one left. It had all fallen apart so fast, I hadn't even paused to think about abandoning self-imposed Hard Mode to hit the brakes. Too late now. NIGHT was there, but so, equally plausibly, was MIGHT. (So, I would see later, was BIGHT, but that one could have been safely filed with WIGHT.) NIGHT or MIGHT? MIGHT or NIGHT? No good reason to choose one over the other. I picked N, and the green square sealed off the chute.
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