Champions killer

I once participated in a tournament in Germany, when a man came up to me. Deciding that he needed only an autograph, I reached for the handle, but then the man made a startling statement ... "I decided to chess!" I became a prudent retreat, in case the man was just as dangerous as it is mad, but he continued: "I bet 50 marks, that if you go with me to my hotel room, I can prove it." Well, there are 50 marks 50 marks, so I decided to be lenient, and escorted the man to his number.

Once in the room, he sat down at the chessboard. "I understood it all, white checkmates 12 go no matter what." I played black perhaps overly cautious, but found to my horror that the white pieces are coordinated in a strange way, and I'll get on the mat 12 course.

I tried again, this time by playing a completely different opening from which, in principle, it was impossible to get into such a position, but after a series of very strange-looking moves, I again found her surrounded King, and the mat had to come to the 12 move. I asked the man to wait while he ran downstairs and called Emanuel Lasker, who was world champion before me.

He was determined to a very skeptical, but agreed to at least come and play. Along the way, we came across Alekhine, who was the current world champion, and now all three of us went back to the room.

Lasker no risk, but the game is so carefully as possible, and yet, after a bizarre, meaningless-looking series of maneuvers, found himself squeezed in matte network from which there was no escape. Alekhine also tried, but again did not succeed.

It was a nightmare! Here we are, the best players in the world, people who devote their lives to the game, and now it's all over! Tournaments, competitions, all - chess resolved White wins ...

Then one of his friends Capablanca intervenes, saying: "Wait a minute, I've nothing so did not hear! And what happened next? »

- Like that, we killed him, of course!