I used to play chess when I was a kid. I learned the rules at home from my parents or my brother, and when I was maybe 8 years old I started attending a sort of chess workshop at, I believe, the library down on Spring Garden (later, the workshop moved to the Chocolate Lake Rec Center). The guy who ran the workshop was very friendly and taught us about openings, the middlegame, and the endgame, and we played against each other and worked on solving some problems ("Given this position, black has mate in two. What are the moves?"). It was a lot of fun.
I was pretty unskilled at chess; through those years I played in a number of junior tournaments (and, I think, maybe even a few open tournaments), I would sometimes play at Bluenose Chess Club, and of course I attended the workshops. But my CFC rating never broke 1000 (which is quite low - though my "active" [shorter game duration] rating just barely broke 1200, once). I lost most of the time no matter who I was playing.
One of the kids at the workshop was D. He was a year or two older than me and he beat most of the others there most of the time, and he always beat me. But in chess, during tournament play, there is something called "touch move", where if you touch a piece during your turn, you have to move it. It can be waived and I am pretty sure I waived it most of the time and other people waived it for me. But the rule did exist. So one day during a tournament, I ended up playing D, and even from my not particularly knowledgeable position, he clearly touched the wrong piece. So of course he asked me if I really wanted him to move it... and that day, I wanted to win against him, for once, so I said, "yes!" He abided by the rules, moved his poor choice of piece, and I went on to win against him. He was pretty unhappy about it. I never won against him again, but that day, victory was mine.
I'm pretty sure that was the only point I scored during the tournament.