Wednesday, November 20, 2013

A Wonderful Chess Story & History>> The Father Of Chess in the whole age “Bobby Fischer”


The Father Of Chess in the whole age “Bobby Fischer”
              Author: FIDE Master Mohammad Fahad Rahman  
The chess tournament was over and the chess players were all going to the feast. The old grey-bearded chess chess player Bobby Fischer sat on his personal chair outside the Five Star Hotel and watched the chess players  walking past him. He had a colorful chess in his eyes, and suddenly he stopped one of the chess players.
“ There was a self-maker chess player…………………..” the Father of chess in the whole age began, and he spoke so strangely that the chess player ‘ FIDE Master Mohammad Fahad Rahman’ stood still and listened to him. The feast began; the chess player could hear the music and the laughter, but for some chess reason he could not move to join the others. He had to stay and listen to the father of chess Bobby Fischer Story.
The Father of chess told FIDE Master Mohammad Fahad Rahman about his last Tournament in The World.
The most controversial and quite possible the greatest player of all time, Robert J. (‘Bobby’) Fischer dominated his contemporaries and established himself as a living legend before abandoning tournament and match play after winning  the world title from Spassky. Before that he established the highest ever FIDE-Elo Rating of 2780 based on overall result; he won successive candidates matches against Taimanov and Lersen, both world class grandmasters, by 6-0 and 6-0, and, by a crude blunder and a default, he effectively gave Spassky two games start in the world championship before defeating him with some ease.
   Fischer learnt the moves at six, but his biggest break as a young chess player came when his mother decided to settle in Brooklyn. Chess life in New York, with the thriving Manhattan and Marshall clubs and many chess cafes, has proved a stimulating environment for a number of potential US grandmasters and Fischer honed his game with incessant blitz games combined with a study of Soviet literature. The result of his hothouse training, coupled with total neglect of school work in favour of chess, was a unique tournament result: Fischer was men’s champion of the United States at 14.
Probably at the time Fischer did not realize how steep were the remaining steeps to the championship, at that time held by the ageing Botvinnik, when he qualified for the title candidates tournament at the first attempt and became the youngest ever Grand Master at 15. The solid phalanx of Soviets easily outpaced their less inexperienced rival in 1959 and 1962, and Fischer then successfully demanded that the system be changed from a tournament to a series of eliminating knock-out matches between the final eight challengers. It was under this system that he routed his rivals in 1971 and defeated Spassky the following year.
     The general public will remember Bobby even more for his eccentricities and disputes than for his great play. His match with Reshevsky in 1961 ended in a scandal and a lawsuit, and he quite the 1967 interzonal when in the lead after a dispute about the playing schedule. He was only persuaded to fly to Iceland to meat Spassky when the British financier Jim Slater doubled the £50,000 purse; he was only persuaded not to walk out of the Spassky match by the personal intervention of US Foreign Secretary Henry Kissinger. And finally Fischer gave up his world championship without a fight when FIDE turned down his stipulation that his match with Karpov should be for the first to win ten games, champion retaining his title at 9-9.
           Fischer’s financial demands were incredible. Both the projected match with Karpov and a comeback match with Gligoric in 1979, which also came to nothing, were for a million dollars or more. Despite claims that Fischer’s figures benefited ordinary chess masters, there was an enormous contrast between these sums and those at stake in normal international tournaments.Then there were his increasingly finicky demands relating to light, spectator noise, and associated playing details. It is evident that Fischer finally reached a state where fear of defeat and fear of playing in public dominated his thinking. Indeed, it is difficult to see how anything other than a victorious match with Karpov could enhance his legendary reputation. Perhaps straitened financial circumstances will one day force Fischer to play again, but more likely he will remain along with Morphy nas the only other great master to have given up chess completely at the height of his fame.
      What can the ordinary Player learn from Bobby Fischer?
First, will to win. Fischer’s killer instinct meant that he continued to look for wining opportunities in positions which most masters would long ago have given up as drawn. His reply to a quick draw offer was ‘Of course not’. It was physically difficult to play against him; his deep-set and hypnotic eyes and hawk-like face stared passionately at the board from which he rarely rose to look at other games. Fischer has long arms and fingers which he used to clutch opposing pieces when capturing, in the manner of bird of prey. The will to win enabled him to finish ahead of opponents by record margins and a 100 per cent score was always on the cards. Only Alekhine had a similar fanaticism, but unlike Alekhine Fischer kept his health in good shape as long as he was active player.
     Technically, Fischer had a deep knowledge of the sharp opening lines which he analyzed in depth before his tournaments; in simple positions his strategy was as pure and clear in reaching the objective as was Capablanca’s. He used his opening knowledge especially well with the white pieces where he would typically gain the initiative and space control then use it energetically to drive his opponent into ever deeper defence until resistance cracked. Between 1968 and 1970 he was in virtual retirement but when he emerged at the ‘Match of the century’, where the USSR narrowly defeated a rest of the World team, he at once played a game characteristic of his style at its best.
   Before his death his forehead was white as a lily and his eyes were more lustrous than a gazelle’s. His brows were crescent moons, his cheeks anemones, and his mouth like the crimson ruby on King Solomon’s ring. His teeth were brighter than a string of pearls. We Salute Him.
                                                                                          Never End

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