Holy smoke. Dirty tactics on the chess board and how I survived


My opponent was sitting across the chess board blowing cigar smoke into my face. It wasn’t accidental either as I quickly realised. This guy meant business and was determined to use any tactic he could get away with. And he did because there were no rules then against smoking – this was back in the 1970s when the board was governed by limited rules, but for me the real action was in the air around me, stinging my eyes and upsetting my concentration.

What to do? Apart from leaving my seat for either a toilet break or to check out our team’s progress in the other games there was little I could do. In the end I was able to force a win, but I was furious.

When I first started playing chess the then Cork Examiner had its own club, and some of my best encounters were with Dick Kenny, a wily old timer who delighted in loud sighs and talking to himself, tactics that were mildly distracting to opponents. In one particular game I won his queen, then Dick started tut, tutting, and before I knew it I lost my way, my own queen, and was lucky to win eventually.

Another time my friend Pat Constant and I decided to play in an international chess tournament in Jersey, in the Channel Islands. Unfortunately, the first round pitted Pat and myself against the top two players. While I tried my best to avoid a humiliating defeat (I failed at that too), Pat’s opponent, a future grandmaster, kept leaving the table after making his move – a rude and humiliating thing to do to an opponent he obviously had no time for. In fairness, most of the best players don’t behave like that.

My worst experience was the guy whose best weapon was his nose. Whenever he got into trouble during a game, his right hand would slowly rise from his side to his nose, and there it would begin to slowly excavate the inside of one nostril. In the meantime, I would try not to notice the attention he was lavishing on that part of his face and concentrate on the board in front of me. But it was really impossible because you could see what was going on out of the corner of your eye. Worse, once he had satisfied himself his finger had nothing left to explore, he’d just move onto the other nostril. I swear I lost one game due to his antics.

I haven’t been active at chess for a while, but hope to return pretty soon. I won’t have to worry about smokers across the chess board, but there are plenty of people who fiddle with their noses. You have been warned.


4 thoughts on “Holy smoke. Dirty tactics on the chess board and how I survived

  1. Hi Tom
    I highlighted the fact that a well known top 10 world class player was constantly picking his nose in a live streaming event a few years ago. I used to be a fan of his play but that put me off and as I said back then on a blog …he was a good 2500 rated GM and his nose was worth another 250 points. There are individuals around that still use dirty tactics , fortunately few.
    I remember Dick Kenny 🙂 he was a character always talking over the chess board and tut tutting. He was totally harmless and you just accepted that was the way he was.
    The other nose picker (on the Irish chess circuit?) you referred to sounds familiar…I think I played him once and he used to also make disgusting throat clearing noises if I am thinking of the same person. (Limerick area)

    1. Hi Michael,
      I do remember you! Dick was a real character, loved the game, but he tut-tutted forever. A nice distracting tactic. I can’t comment on the other individual in case he’s still alive!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s