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From the barroom downstairs the tingling of glasses and soft conservation of the guests. Good manners all around. No cursing. Shake hands. 30 minutes on the clocks. Do you mind if I smoke? The works. And free opening drinks on the house. Yo.
What are we going to have? Dazzling Morphy-Tal-Fischer brilliance? Is this 62-year old Forever-Young Rebel-Without-A-Cause Baby-Boomer Cold-War-Baby going to practice what he preaches? No! At the moment my score is 3½ out of 5 in the tournament, and it turns out that I am a far better player with BLACK! It just so happens that I emerge, sort of, as a Petrosian-like defender, suddenly lashing out in the late middlegame. The style I loathed most in my books! Not being able to memorize more then the first 3-4 opening moves for White of my Grand Hypersharp computer slaying repertoire, I blunder with White over and over again. Lost a Caro-Kann (that AWFUL 1.e4 c6 move) within 14 moves! Stagger Lee shot Billy, shot the boy so bad! I preach the audacious tactical risk style, scorn the Russian school and collect a series of firm wins with Black in the King's Indian like nothing happened! The paradigm: Against computers draw the game with Black and go home. Yeah, that is what you thought! But give me the 1.e4 c5 Sicilian, about which I agree with Alexander Aljechin (watch these double initial AA-people, Amadeus Avogrado, Anthony Arduengo, legendary chemists like Stellwagen and I believe Bent Larsen and I am a research chemist as well) is highly dubious for Black but I retaliate this white-boy-what-you-doing-uptown-chasing-all-these women-around. They know it and I face 1.d4 all the time. None of these games are memorable of course. So far only one rule: eat greasy food beforehand. Got it from a book by Lamarck Arc The Triomphe, a Russian saying. Eat grease before you go out for the kill. Waiting for one of these fellows to come up with a French against my eternal 1.e4, let me prepare a variation they can not refuse. Tarrasch style, mobility for a pawn, and a piece later. Way-to-go. NEVER this ugly Winawer Bb4-thingie and all pieces crowded around square c3. All from the HTTF-book but remember: in practice I will probably not be able to execute it. Two games over within two hours, and plenty of time to succumb to Sister Booze.
French Cuisine - Tarrasch Supreme
Hah! White over +3 and winning. Then again, this main line has numerous sidelines already refuted by the machine, but how are you going to execute this with wood Mr. Alberts, and refute them all by head-calculation with both queens on the board? And suppose my noble opponent will not play...b5 but try and play it safe with Be7?
Never mind. I will do Nbd2 in all French lines and go c4 too. And I will probably lose and no one will understand my intention. The price of fame. To close out the ceremonies of this month one more Tarrasch Supreme from the literature by one of my all time heroes: Efwin Geller:
And the room trembles after all this Morphyan brilliance. White over +3 on the virtual computer board but sweating like an ox in reality. Wish me luck! Come see us some time! Albert
Alberts Albert Alberts' Explorations in Man-Assisted Machine Chess
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So
what are you going to do Mr. Fritz Slayer?! Of course my
reputation as the author of two How To Fool
Fritz monographs – the second one on grandmaster level -
stating that all unsymmetrical openings aside
from 1.e4 e5 2.d4 d5 are theoretically won for WHITE precedes me.
