How do you behave after a game?

OTB i work on my trash talking skills, but that's because I'm playing peers who have little to no idea how the pieces move, whereas I can make the horsies go enough to get a royal fork and then proceed to tell them exactly how bad they are and on what square I'm going to mate them.

Also, I'm a big fan of flinging the pieces about in a variation on 52-card pickup.

Chess is an ancient game of wisdom and decorum of mutual respect and intense competition so it can be hard to judge acceptable behaviour when it comes to releasing the passion and emotion in celebrating my hard fought victories.

I have a gradated scale of chess-related celebrations for my key moments over the board which I use as a guide:

1 Capture a pawn – seated fist-clench (right fist) with a “Yesss!” hissed discreetly under the breath. No eye contact.

2 Capture of minor piece – standing fist pump (right fist) with a loud “C’MON!”   Keeping eye contact.

3 Capture of Rook or Queen – Standing double fist pump one foot on the table (not the board – this is Chess not football) full eye contact from a range of less than one foot high volume: “WHO’S THE DADDY? WHO’S THE DADDY WHO’S THE DADDY?”

4 Checkmate – Standing on the table (not the board) full hip gyration both hands raised to the heavens full volume full eye contact “I AM GOD! I AM THE CHESS GOD!”  Back-flip dismount to touching foreheads eyes almost in contact still full volume “PRAY TO YOUR MASTER!  PRAY TO THE BEAST!  YOU ARE THE LOOOOOOOSERRRRRRR!!!”

The trophies seem a little chintzy for my liking, and I believe they should only be given sarcastically - a 'Connoisseur of the King' for someone who refuses to resign with nothing but his majesty left, and facing massive material on the other side, for example.

the "gg" in live chess seems equivalent to a handshake. However, i dont think it is rude to not say anything after you lose in the same way it  is not necessarily rude to not shake the hands of an opponent that you play alot.

Ritualistic forms of politeness have their place, but when they take the form of something that should be reserved for when you're being sincere (as with "good game" as opposed to something like "thanks for the game") it does kind of devalue the statement when a game is actually good.

I enjoy every game I play whether I win or lose..chess is a game to be enjoyed..I always give my opponent a trophy, win or lose, as it is good sportsmanship to acknowledge their ability in every game and also if an opponent loses a game, a trophy is one way of promoting confidence to that player for their next game.

I don't know about you all, but it sort of bothers me when people have this auto-gg at the end of games. I'm not sure it exists here though. I mean you can tell, right, when your opponent's computer typed it, when they typed it themselves, and when they really mean it.

I think the worst though is when your blunder a piece or something, and then your opponent types "thanks".

Lol I think that a couple of times I typed 'thanks' when my opponents blundered. (I mean after the game)

go oh well and throw a temper after sueing the player for 1,000,000 dollars

As of now i just play blitz games and normally i'd just move onto another agme. However, some games prove to be quite interesting and if my opponent hasnt disabled chat and speaks english i'd send them a message on why they made certain moves and go over a part of the game if possible. I'm still learning =].

"Good game" then leave. But in blitz you sometimes come across those pesky people that insist on attacking you personally just because they lost a silly game. Those people I sometimes have a word with , even though I know it won't do anything to tell them off...

When my opponent is rude, I usually inform them they should be nicer "or else", this works very well.

Well, I'm certain I wouldn't want to be cobblepotted.

Do you all really get "sick to your stomach" after losing a game of chess?! 

You need to toughen up.

Afaf is the new Eo___

only Eo___ doesn't fake like he knows anything about will shakespeare.  

arise fair sun and (mostly) kill the envious moon

I think Prawny posted this in the wrong forum thread:

by PrawnEatsPrawn
Davy Jones' Locker International

Character deficiency appears to be the obvious answer, some players haven't got it into their thick heads that losing is an integral part of chess, for everyone. Players of the past had to deal with losing when the game was conducted face-to-face but today's internet player need never acknowledge this fact.

That Prawny is a perspicacious dude!

A GAME OF CHESS

The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Glowed on the marble, where the glass
Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines
From which a golden Cupidon peeped out
(Another hid his eyes behind his wing)
Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
Reflecting light upon the table as
The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
From satin cases poured in rich profusion;
In vials of ivory and coloured glass
Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes,
Unguent, powdered, or liquid - troubled, confused
And drowned the sense in odours; stirred by the air
That freshened from the window, these ascended
In fattening the prolonged candle-flames,
Flung their smoke into the laquearia,
Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling.
Huge sea-wood fed with copper
Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone,
In which sad light a carved dolphin swam.
Above the antique mantel was displayed
As though a window gave upon the sylvan scene
The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king
So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale
Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
"Jug Jug" to dirty ears.
And other withered stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
Spread out in fiery points
Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.

"My nerves are bad to-night. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
"Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
"What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
"I never know what you are thinking. Think."

I think we are in rats' alley
Where the dead men lost their bones.

"What is that noise?"
       The wind under the door.
"What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?"
       Nothing again nothing.
            "Do
"You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember
"Nothing?"

      I remember
Those are pearls that were his eyes.
"Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?"
            But
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag--
It's so elegant
So intelligent
"What shall I do now? What shall I do?"
I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
"With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow?
"What shall we ever do?"
     The hot water at ten.
And if it rains, a closed car at four.
And we shall play a game of chess,
Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door. 

Big P lost big time and is working off some steam.

You'd be upset too if you lost to Lenny Bongcloud.

I didn't post that in this forum, it was in reply to a different matter and you've clearly taken it out of context. Also, I didn't embolden any text.

Thank you bigpoison.