Corpsey

bandz ahoy
The worst thing is when the person I'm playing keeps making howlers so I can tell they're shit and I still can't beat them, can't finish them off, then I make a horrible howler myself (or five) and once again the gun's in my mouth
 

Murphy

cat malogen
Have you dug around the puzzles on chess.com? They teach so much I got the kids on it during lockdown, more for pattern recognition really, seeing what may or may not be coming and, more importantly, how

Good brain work but then again being a Japanese ninja samurai scalping forty mongols is its own glory too
 

Murphy

cat malogen
Another way is to walk back through how you were check-mated, it appears to be free with a frame by move count per game, as long as you’re logged in

Mibbe just buy a bass, way more fun and relatively easy once a finger dexterity threshold has passed
 

GhostofKinski

Well-known member
I was really into Fishers My most memorable games. Tigran Petrosian’ book. Can’t remember the title but TP was an incredibly innovative player. So hard to beat. A master at salvaging an almost sure loss to a draw. I enjoyed (but gave away) the complete games of Alekhine.
Lombardy encouraged me to go much further back and study 18th century games.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Me reacting to one of @version's post with an ambiguous smiley

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GhostofKinski

Well-known member


Watched this today. So depressing by the end but fascinating. He reminds me of Glenn Gould in some ways.

Really well done. I hadn’t seen that. It omits a lot but you can only fit so much in a documentary without turning it into 3+ hour product that all but the most fervently interested will watch. I enjoyed it thoroughly though.
 

GhostofKinski

Well-known member
Pattern recognition and paranoid schizophrenia
Pattern recognition & and dead-on audio/verbal replication.
Have you heard the anecdote about when Bobby got to Reykjavik & was supposed to get in touch with Paulson (I think, he was a cop) he was given the phone # and told just call me when you get to your hotel or something. He called the number and his contact was not at home. His son, who was young and didn’t speak English answered the phone. Bobby was asking for this guy and the kid was explaining that he had to go out but would be home shortly. Bobby hung up in frustration. And was complaining to Lombardy. When the guy showed up an hour or two later BF was saying he’d called but couldn’t understand the child. The contact said though that Fisher repeated in near perfect Iclandic what the child had told him!
Idk what you call that kind of thing!?
 

GhostofKinski

Well-known member
In regard to the Icelandic guy saying BF called him after 22 years. He must have saved his ph# some how.
My suspicion is he never forgot it.
 
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