There was a perfect game. It was played by me at the 2002 World Open in Philly. I sacced my queen, both rooks and 3 minor pieces in a flurry of tactics that began on move 19 and ended with a mate on move 46 with only a pawn and a knight. Can you imagine the look on my opponent's face when I announced 'mate in 27'?

Seriously, chess is nothing more than a very complicated tic-tac-toe. I'm not even sure if white could force a win if he was allowed two opening moves, beginning the game with e4 and d4, assuming optimal play by black.