De vierde ronde..
Snow and a flat sea on the beach of Wijk aan Zee. Steelfactory pumping lemon coloured smoke into the air. I played against an old oak of a man today. He kept me on the chessboard for more than 4 hours, struggeling to find something to hold against me. And I sent him home to his wife, children and grandchildren with a loss.. My respect is for this fighting spirit. I dedicate today’s musical choice to him.
Altough it was at the expence of the till thus far unbroaken oak, I think I deserved this victory. I was without theory after two moves and had to prove the better black position by myself. Practical it was game over for white after 18 moves.
