{"id":2626,"date":"2005-03-13T15:31:52","date_gmt":"2005-03-13T20:31:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=2626"},"modified":"2015-05-17T07:31:39","modified_gmt":"2015-05-17T11:31:39","slug":"bobby-fischer-his-opponents-assurance-would-begin-to-disintegrate","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=2626","title":{"rendered":"Bobby Fischer: “his opponents assurance would begin to disintegrate”"},"content":{"rendered":"

Another excerpt from the book I just plowed through in one day: Bobby Fischer Goes to War: How A Lone American Star Defeated the Soviet Chess Machine<\/a>\"\". This excerpt has to do with what I mentioned in this post <\/a> – and which is one of the recurring themes in the film Searching for Bobby Fischer<\/i>: how Fischer disoriented his opponents completely, how people lost their grip, they felt like they could no longer trust their own brains, etc. Fischer hated<\/i> his opponents.<\/p>\n

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The most interesting phenomenon about Fischer, however, is not the effect chess had on him, but the effect chess had on his opponents, destroying their morale, making them feel that they were in the grip of an alien hostile force to his powers there was no earthly answer …<\/p>\n

Fischer appeared to his opponents to function like a micro-chip driven automaton. He analyzed positions with amazing rapidity; his opponent always lagged behind on the clock…Nor did Fischer appear to be governed by any psychologically predetermined system or technique. Take just one example, the twenty-second move of game seven against Tigran Petrosian in the 1971 Candidates match. Who else but Fischer would have exchanged his knight for the bishop? To give up an active knight for a weak bishop was inconceivable; it seemed to violate a basic axiom of the game, to defy all experience. Yet, as Fischer proved, it was absolutely the right decision, transforming an edge into another ultimately winning advantage.<\/p>\n

Human chess players can often feel insecure in open, complex positions because a part of them dreads the unknown. Thus they avoid exposing their king because they worry that, like a general trapped in no-man’s-land, this most vital of pieces will inevitably be caught in the crossfire. Common sense and knowledge born of history tells them that this is so. An innate pessimism harries them, nagging away, warning them off the potentially hazardous move. Not Fischer. If he believed his opponent could not capitalize on an unshielded king, if he could foresee no danger, then he would permit it to stand brazenly, provocatively unguarded.<\/p>\n

Faced with Fischer’s extraordinary coolness, his opponents assurance would begin to disintegrate. A Fischer move, which at first glance looked weak, would be reassessed. It must have a deep master plan behind it, undetectable by mere mortals (more often than not, they were right, it did). The US grandmaster Robert Byrne labeled the phenomenon “Fischer-fear”. Grandmasters would wilt, their suits would crumple, sweat would glisten on their brows, panic would overwhelm their nervous systems. Errors would creep in. Calculations would go awry. There was talk among grandmasters that Fischer hypnotized his opponents, that he undermined their intellectual powers with a dark, mystic, insidious force. Time after time, in long matches, Fischer’s opponents would suffer a psychosomatic collapse. Fischer managed to induce migraines, the common cold, flu, high blood pressure, and exhaustion, to which he himself was mostly resistant. He liked to joke that he had never beaten a healthy opponent…<\/p>\n

In Reykjavik to cover the match, the novelist Arthur Koestler famously coined the neologism “mimophant” to describe Fischer. “A mimophant is a hybrid species: a cross between a mimosa and an elephant. A member of this species is sensitive like a mimosa where his own feelings are concerned and thick-skinned like an elephant trampling over the feelings of others.”<\/p>\n

There is no doubt that, like a psychopath, Fischer enjoyed that feeling of complete power over his opponent. Like a psychopath, he had no moral compunction about using his power.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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