{"id":250,"date":"2008-07-09T21:44:07","date_gmt":"2008-07-10T05:44:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.danamackenzie.com\/blog\/?p=250"},"modified":"2008-07-10T07:58:24","modified_gmt":"2008-07-10T15:58:24","slug":"chess-and-romance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/danamackenzie.com\/blog\/?p=250","title":{"rendered":"Chess and romance"},"content":{"rendered":"

I know you’re all impatiently waiting for my first post from “Dana’s Secret Chess Files,” but today I’d like to tell you about the first time my girlfriend (who is now my wife) came with me to a chess tournament. The tournament was in Jacksonville, North Carolina, in 1988. We had been\u00c2\u00a0dating for a month or two. Of course I had told her about how\u00c2\u00a0I was the North Carolina Champion, blah blah blah.\u00c2\u00a0I thought it would be very romantic if she watched while I played my game. Kay figured sure, why not give it a try?<\/p>\n

The game started out as a Staunton Gambit in the Dutch Defense (I was White): 1. d4 f5 2. e4 de 3. Nc3 Nf6 4. Bg5 and here my opponent made a typical beginner’s mistake 4. … d5? I played 5. Bxf6 ef 6. Qh5+, and got ready to gobble up the two pawns on d5 and e4.<\/p>\n

Woo-hoo! Exciting stuff! We’re only on move 6, and I’m already winning! Of course, that is almost unheard of in a tournament chess game. I look over at Kay to signal thumbs up … and I’m shocked to see that she is fast asleep! (Well, that may be an exaggeration, but her eyes were at least at half mast.) I eventually won the game in 17 moves, and it took about an hour. For me, it was an incredibly fast game. But for her, it was\u00c2\u00a0about the longest hour\u00c2\u00a0of her life. That was the last time she ever tried to sit through one of my chess games.<\/p>\n

It was still a fun weekend. I finished second in the tournament, and she got to meet some of my friends. One of them, Glenn Fleming, told her about how chess players conduct “biological warfare” during a tournament, by not shaving\u00c2\u00a0or showering or using deodorant. Ummm… Gee thanks, Glenn. I’m trying to impress my girlfriend, and you tell her that?<\/p>\n

Of course, Kay and I stuck together.\u00c2\u00a0For some reason\u00c2\u00a0she didn’t run away from me, even after she realized that I\u00c2\u00a0spent several weekends a year playing a non-spectator-friendly sport with a bunch of smelly, unshaved guys. Somehow I stuck with her, even after I realized that she wasn’t going to be my personal cheerleading section. When you love someone, you accept their reality, not your fantasy.<\/p>\n

As Kay’s career and her own interests <\/a>have developed, she has\u00c2\u00a0accompanied me\u00c2\u00a0to fewer and fewer tournaments over the years. She especially didn’t like having to check out of the hotel at noon on Sundays\u00c2\u00a0and wait eight or ten hours for my last game to finish. It might have been different if she played the game, but she decided at the very beginning that she didn’t want to set herself up as a competitor to me. She does know how the pieces move, and one time she played my then five-year-old nephew and won. She made sure to tell me about it: “See, I know how to play chess! I beat a five-year-old kid!”\u00c2\u00a0 \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n

There is\u00c2\u00a0one\u00c2\u00a0delightful exception to the rule that chess and family don’t mix (for our family) — the tournaments in Reno.\u00c2\u00a0Kay looks forward to our Reno weekends as much as I do. It is close enough that we can drive, so we don’t have to spend a whole lot of money on plane tickets. And she enjoys Reno as a vacation destination. While I’m playing chess, she is shopping at the quilt shops and having fun at the casinos, playing slot machines and bingo. Usually three days are just about enough time\u00c2\u00a0for her to run through her stake, and then it’s time to go home.\u00c2\u00a0Sometimes we’ll catch a show the night before the tournament, or I might even take a bye for one round so that we can have a night out. At the end,\u00c2\u00a0she is glowing from the fun weekend, and I am glowing from the chess tournament. Sometimes, one or the other of us even comes home with more money than we had at the beginning of the trip!<\/p>\n

So … Do any of you have stories about introducing your girlfriend or boyfriend to chess? How do you keep them from turning into a\u00c2\u00a0“chess widow” (or widower)?\u00c2\u00a0If your “significant other” doesn’t play chess, have you found any way to make tournaments an enjoyable experience for both of you? If he or she does play chess, how do you keep the relationship from turning\u00c2\u00a0into a rivalry?<\/p>\n

P.S. Kay and I have been married for 19 years now, and even though she doesn’t play chess with me, she still supports my addiction<\/strike> habit<\/strike> avocation.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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