Chess Poetry: D32
There once was a man named Tarrasch,
Faced with the Queen's Gambit, took a pass...
"I like my defense!"
"Mobile bishops make sense!"
"Pawn Weakness? Not Here! Kiss my A##!"
There once was a man named Tarrasch,
Faced with the Queen's Gambit, took a pass...
"I like my defense!"
"Mobile bishops make sense!"
"Pawn Weakness? Not Here! Kiss my A##!"