I played chess when I was a chap; Iād a lovely green and white wooden chess box and pieces. Watching The Queenās Gambit brought a yearning to whip it out again. Then I remembered there are about 100 things Iād like to do with my spare time ahead of playing chess, and about 500 other things I donāt want to do, but should be doing, and I havenāt thought about chess since.
Chess used to be very popular when I was at school. I had a reasonable claim at being the second best playerā¦we had no idea there were such things as openings etc. I unsuccessfully played the best player a couple of times a week for the best part of a year. I finally had the fucker out-moved, out-thought and out-mannedā¦then the other lad who had a reasonable claim on the second best title flicked the board in the air, and that was that. We all knew where the pieces where etc but the champ claimed otherwise.
The sense of injustice, rage and frustration stays with me to this dayā¦ overshadowing even the county and ulster senior club championship medals Iād won a couple of years earlier