I play a little chess myself, and when I read about the daily chess games between old men in Sarajevo, I knew I had to have a look. It wasn’t hard to find, I could hear loud discussions from far away.
At first it was hard to tell who were playing and who only were watching. The spectators took an active involvement in the game, sometimes even stepping in and doing the moves for the players. Doing a bad move was certainly unacceptable and the player could quickly find himself overruled.
I watched for a while, and when I saw a beautiful rook sacrifice which, if accepted, would lead to a mate in three I quickly stepped up and offered my suggested move. The players were not convinced at first, and trying to explain the logic behind the move when I only spoke English and they only Bosnian was not…
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