BIGOT'S DREAM ENCOUNTER WITH THE DEVIL....

Bigot for once in his life decided to fork out some cash for an expensive weekend of bridge at the Brighton Congress. After an indifferent first day he and his partner were lying in 23rd place , and as he went to bed he could hear the profound prediction about his chance of success still ringing in his head. 
No sooner had he fallen asleep , Bigot then suddenly found himself in hell . The devil was clearly ready for him and instructed his minions to turn up the heat. 
Bigot remained unmoved and unconcerned. Once again the devil gave instructions to turn up the heat even more , but to no avail. Bigot was hardly breaking sweat. He just stood there contented and at ease with his surroundings.
The devil was now beside himself with rage and anger. How could this be possible ? So he decided to turn up the fires of hell to their maximum temperature. Yet again , the impassive Bigot remained unfazed and unperturbed.
" That's it " , snapped the devil " I must be using the wrong strategy ". So all the fires were immediately turned off , and at his command blasts of extremely cold air turned the place into an icy landscape, with temperatures plunging well below -60%C . As he looked up he could see Bigot jumping up and down with unbridled joy, yelling " Yes...yes...now that hell has frozen over , I'm destined to win this tournament after all ".  
And he did.