I played OTB tournaments during the late 1970s in England. It wasn't much better then.
Shaking hands before the game was a ritual performed by many. It allowed a minor interlude, an alleviator of stress. After this honourable gesture, many tried to gain an edge by grunting, groaning, sighing with derision, picking their nose, burping, and even farting loudly until the game ended, once more if you were lucky a noble handshake or a scathing look and grumble of contempt.
speaking of sighing... My GOD!!! Urgh.
I played OTB tournaments during the late 1970s in England. It wasn't much better then.
Shaking hands before the game was a ritual performed by many. It allowed a minor interlude, an alleviator of stress. After this honourable gesture, many tried to gain an edge by grunting, groaning, sighing with derision, picking their nose, burping, and even farting loudly until the game ended, once more if you were lucky a noble handshake or a scathing look and grumble of contempt.