Chess
by Tommy
One of my earliest memories is John teaching me how a rook moves. I think that I’ve known how to play Chess for maybe 8-odd years. I measured how much I was improving by how easily (if at all) I could beat family members. After a couple of years, late one night into one of our chess marathons; I managed to beat John. After that I started playing Dad until I could beat him. I couldn’t (and still can’t) beat Patrick. Mum didn’t play chess.
Then again, just because you beat someone doesn’t make you better them. Ssshhh, 8-year-old me didn’t know that.
I was on the chess team in my primary school, playing board #4 and sometimes 3. We got to the finals at least one of my two years of playing, if my memory is right. I also played in Limerick mini-competitions throughout the years, even into secondary school.
The main flaw in my playing style was (and still is) the fact that I move too quickly, without looking at other options, often missing opportunities or dangers which would cost me dearly. I’ve tried to fix that as I’ve grown older. Patience in all avenues of life was always an issue, but I survive :)
So many people ask what the appeal of chess is. I think it’s quite simple actually. It’s actually kinda relaxing. Maybe it’s the atmosphere of quietness and being reserved during matches. You settle down and focus on your pieces. You become a general in charge of your forces as you lead them into an epic war against the other player.
Yeah, totally relaxing!
Anyone else got any chess-related anecdotes?