Being a parent desirous of stretching the mental horizons of my child, I betook myself to teach him that ancient, royal game of chess, capable, it is said, by no lesser man than Benjamin Franklin, of imparting “several very valuable qualities of the mind, useful in the course of human life.”
What follows is an abridged transcript of the game.
B. Adams vs. E. Adams, 17/11/2007 (Leeming Am-Champ)
After some initial instruction on the placing of pieces, their worth and allowed moves, the game began.
B. opened with a stock closed game queen’s pawn, but the plucky blighter opted for an Indian defence that he, tossing caution to the wind, developed into the Modern Benoni, allowing B. a pawn wedge at d5 and central majority.
The risk, in the event, was not without calculation. A calculation that included Vezok the Destroyer.
And as Winter is to Autumn, so Decapitations are to Vezok.
At which point Harold the Helicopter ™ was called in. Despite his expediency, the prognosis was guarded.
…and from there, things never really recovered.
The modern game of chess was given birth in the age of the Enlightenment. It was system and theory, and direct control of the center.
The hypermodern game, fired in the crucible of two World Wars, rejected the received wisdom and revelled instead in the chaos of the open field.
Chess historians will note this date as the day Elisha Adams created the postmodern game.