I don’t play chess, I perform interpretive blundering. My beard is soaked in the wisdom of missed mates, sacrificed rooks, and pawns that died for “creative vision.”

I forget theory by move 3, blunder into traps I invented last week, and specialize in turning wins into abstract art.

Review my games at your own risk. You might lose ELO just by watching.

Behold: The Bearded Blunder’s foolproof system on the St George Defense

If I win? Clearly a blundering genius… out here crushing souls with the unstoppable brilliance of 1…a6.

If I lose? Let’s not get carried away… you just beat a guy who opened with 1…a6. Stay humble.

Either way, I’m having a great time.

Oh….and yes, the Bird is the Word!

TheBeardedBlunder