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Soon the kings were in the game.
Two knights vs. rook and pawn.
80 moves. No end in sight.
The game went on and on.
= = = = = = = = = =
Two knights vs rook and pawn
where did Tim or Ted get the pawn
to end up pawn vs pawn?
Hmmmm . . .
The Better Man - a poem
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Dec 9, 2010
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I see what you are are saying. But sometimes when you analyze/size up a board, such as compensation for an exchange, you include a "pawn" in the description. For example:
In this example, if white plays Bxf7+, then black playes Rxf7, then white plays Nxf7, then black plays Kxf7, what we have is an exchange of Bishop and Knight for Rook and pawn.
In an endgame, imagine both white and black have the following pieces: White has an a-pawn, a b-pawn and a tasty passed e-pawn, and a rook; and black has an a-pawn, a b-pawn and two knights. I do believe that in this situation it could be defined as two knights vs rook and pawn. (below)
If not, then I am wrong. I didn't mean to imply that those were the only pieces.
Good call, though!
Here is a poem I wrote just for Chess.com. It's called "The Better Man," about a chess battle with two lives on the line. Enjoy!
Two men sat down across a table,
both were ready, willing and able,
to have it out. The chips were down.
For the greatest game of chess in town.
It was Ted vs Tim. Two savvy men.
Who bet their very lives,
that each would win quite easily,
to the lament of their wives.
"I'm the greatest!" Ted exclaimed, setting up the white.
I've studied hard since I was three and never sleep at night.
"Study, shmuddy!" Tim then scoffed, adjusting his black King,
"I'm a natural prodigy and never learned a thing."
The crowd it gathered, growing growing, until all the town was there.
So far away were some onlookers they had to stand on chairs.
The traffic slowed, as drivers passed, trying to steal a peek,
at Ted and Tim who stared with ire (lest one come off as weak)!
The game began. The first pawn jumped,
Their blurry fingers flew.
The center closed, a gambit then,
the tension grew and grew.
A sacrifice! A zwichenzug!
Imbalances all around.
The crowd now, 50,000 folks.
Yet not a single sound!
Their pieces lined beside the board,
as causalities accumulated.
"But who was winning?" asked one Grandmaster.
As several more debated.
Soon the kings were in the game.
Two knights vs. rook and pawn.
80 moves. No end in sight.
The game went on and on.
The sun hung low, the day was fading.
The town filled with comotion.
As Ted and Tim each had a pawn
one step from queen promotion.
Ted looked at Tim and flashed his teeth.
Tim sneered and did the same.
With one more move, the result was in!
Stalemate!
The men shook hands and said, "Good game."
The Better Man © 2010 by Daniel Cailler