On Wednesday we left Ray Keene back at a tournament in Georgia, 1974.
We’ll let Raymondo finish the story:-
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Bohosian had just made his move, 36 Rg3, and pressed his clock (all normal) but then, quite unexpectedly ...
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We’ll let Raymondo finish the story:-
... he picked up his king and deliberately placed it in the ashtray at the side of the board!! I was desperately short of time and no-one present witnessed the incident. Of course, the arbiters could speak no English and I certainly had no command of Russian, Georgian or Bulgarian. My first reaction was to try and claim the game, but how?? The difficulties of making myself understood seemed insuperable! Instead I restarted my opponent’s clock and pointed to his off-side monarch. He stared at me as if I were a Bulgarian hill bandit and gradually realization dawned over his bovine physiognomy. He picked up his king and put it back on g1(!!) a much superior square of course (no back rank tricks). I wanted to claim again, but what about that damned language barrier? I pushed his king back to h1 and continued playing, though I felt completely off balance. The game was eventually drawn!
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1 comment:
The line about "bovine physiognomy" recalls Nigel Short calling Kasparov an "Asiatic despot" and "a hairy ape". Not sure I'm keen on what's going on, in either case.
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