Weird scenes at the Canadian Open

So you're just hanging out there in the hall and Larsen comes over and says, "Hey, let's go out and do some carousing!"?
Pretty much, yes. Not sure if his OTB result was a contributing factor in his thirst for alcohol.
Oddly enough, right after playing me, Tal also bee-lined DIRECTLY for the tavern.
Is it me? Or is it chess?

No, no... I played Tal in a simul in Saint John New Brunswick, in 1988. THEN he ran for the tavern. Sprinted, really. At least, it started as a simul. After the first hour or two, it was just him and me, mano-a-mano. I drew.
The GMs at Montreal in 1974 were Hort, Larsen, Lyubojevic, Suttles, Quinteros... all GMs. Maybe another one. Several IMs, too, of course.

Ah, Suttles
He beat Larsen in that tournament!
http://www.chessgames.com/perl/chessgame?gid=1135973
Maybe that's why Bent wanted to get bent?

The most exciting thing to ever happen in Canada.
You forot the one that´s happening every moment. 150 MW´s of power already tapped into. Only thing is Scotland, that compares is Rangers - Celtic possible mutual supporters slaughter. I love a kick in the balls story - accordingly! I´ll grant it a respectfull megawatt.

Fun Duncan-Bent game (I loved Suttles' bishop toward the end--just another one of the pawns!).
was it a bent bishop did it queen

I've told this story before, but we have a new crop of munchkins on the forum, and I expect that most of them haven't heard it yet.
The scene: the Canadian Open Chess Championship, Montreal, 1974. The field included everyone from GMs to patzers. I was one of the patzers, rated at the time around 1700. GM Lyubujevic eventually won the event, but a lot of muddy water went under the bridge before that happened.
In one of the middle rounds of the event, I happened to be looking at a neighboring board when one of the players blundered his Queen away. He resigned immediately, spoke a few civil words to his opponent, then headed for the exit. His opponent stayed in the playing hall for a few minutes, looking at the games on the upper boards, then he too headed for the door.
As he drew near the exit, his former opponent leaped out from behind a potted plant, kicked him in the balls, then ran out of the playing hall.
The Police were summoned, and they spent a few minutes talking to the injured player and to the Tournament Director. Then they retired to an inconspicuous spot at the side of the playing hall, and settled down to wait.
Sure enough, the offending player showed up for his next round pairing, was immediately arrested and dragged away by the Police.
The moral of the story... errr... I'm not sure. Don't kick people in the balls at a chess tournament in Canada?
I thought Canadians are the most peaceful people who are hugging each other all the time... :-) Must have been a foreigner.

No, no... I played Tal in a simul in Saint John New Brunswick, in 1988. THEN he ran for the tavern. Sprinted, really. At least, it started as a simul. After the first hour or two, it was just him and me, mano-a-mano. I drew.
Wow. I once drew Simen Agdestein on ICC because he accidently hit the draw button. :-)

I've told this story before, but we have a new crop of munchkins on the forum, and I expect that most of them haven't heard it yet.
The scene: the Canadian Open Chess Championship, Montreal, 1974. The field included everyone from GMs to patzers. I was one of the patzers, rated at the time around 1700. GM Lyubujevic eventually won the event, but a lot of muddy water went under the bridge before that happened.
In one of the middle rounds of the event, I happened to be looking at a neighboring board when one of the players blundered his Queen away. He resigned immediately, spoke a few civil words to his opponent, then headed for the exit. His opponent stayed in the playing hall for a few minutes, looking at the games on the upper boards, then he too headed for the door.
As he drew near the exit, his former opponent leaped out from behind a potted plant, kicked him in the balls, then ran out of the playing hall.
The Police were summoned, and they spent a few minutes talking to the injured player and to the Tournament Director. Then they retired to an inconspicuous spot at the side of the playing hall, and settled down to wait.
Sure enough, the offending player showed up for his next round pairing, was immediately arrested and dragged away by the Police.
The moral of the story... errr... I'm not sure. Don't kick people in the balls at a chess tournament in Canada?
What the actual ****.
I've told this story before, but we have a new crop of munchkins on the forum, and I expect that most of them haven't heard it yet.
The scene: the Canadian Open Chess Championship, Montreal, 1974. The field included everyone from GMs to patzers. I was one of the patzers, rated at the time around 1700. GM Lyubujevic eventually won the event, but a lot of muddy water went under the bridge before that happened.
In one of the middle rounds of the event, I happened to be looking at a neighboring board when one of the players blundered his Queen away. He resigned immediately, spoke a few civil words to his opponent, then headed for the exit. His opponent stayed in the playing hall for a few minutes, looking at the games on the upper boards, then he too headed for the door.
As he drew near the exit, his former opponent leaped out from behind a potted plant, kicked him in the balls, then ran out of the playing hall.
The Police were summoned, and they spent a few minutes talking to the injured player and to the Tournament Director. Then they retired to an inconspicuous spot at the side of the playing hall, and settled down to wait.
Sure enough, the offending player showed up for his next round pairing, was immediately arrested and dragged away by the Police.
The moral of the story... errr... I'm not sure. Don't kick people in the balls at a chess tournament in Canada?