Kamsky's flashback-
Childhood coach: Don't move until you see it.
Kamsky: 1. e4
Childhood coach: Correct, 1. e4 and white wins.
Kamsky's flashback-
Childhood coach: Don't move until you see it.
Kamsky: 1. e4
Childhood coach: Correct, 1. e4 and white wins.
Svidler, thinking: "Okay, if he tries the Ruy Lopez, I'll play the Keres variation, and I've prepared a novelty on move 29, if he tries cxb4, I'll play Ng4! and win a pawn. This has to work, I've been preparing this line for months!"
Kamsky, thinking: "I wonder what I'll play. Maybe the Grob."
I like this one it really made me laugh
gata kamsky:
the last time this guy had a manicure was last years tournament, his finger is disgusting.
peter svildor:
i knew my finger would disgust him, now i can press the clock quitly and finish his time...
hohahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Svidler : Check Kamsky
Kamsky : Check ... where
Svidler : On the board ... your in check!!!!
Kamsky: Oh Sorry I thought you were using a mobile phone.
Pre-match trash talk between Grandmasters:
Svidler: Hey Gata, that tie looks ridiculous. Your sister dress you this morning?
Kamsky: No, Pete… it was your mother. In fact, look, there she is on TV again!
Svidler: If your chess is as bad as your jokes, you’ll have your thumb up your a__ in 10 moves.
Kamsky: Sigh… looks like you just pulled yours out from our last game.
Svidler: I would never put my thumb up your a__, Gata.
Kamsky: NO! NO! Out of your own! NOT MINE!
Svidler: Uh huh… sure. I know how you are. You were daydreaming of my thumb.
Kamsky: Just play! Get on with it!
Svidler: It’s your move.
Kamsky [thinking]: ...what is this guy doing with his right thumb?
[Aloud]: "Excuse me, judge? My opponent needs a tootsie roll pop, and perhaps some kleenex?"
Kamsky: That guy in the second row has quite the moustache!
Svidler: *pssht* Move in, Comrades. The enemy has located the spy camera. *pssht*
OPTIONAL ENDING
Kamsky: Oh no!
*He presses the little green button on the side of his chair and blasts through the roof*
Kamsky: Thank goodness for the secret service!
tournament organizer: Mr. Kamsky, your mother on the phone... Do I tell her to wait???
Svidler ( thinking ): damn! the call was for me...