Chess: The Agony of Victory
Thursday, April 27th, 2006Beating people at chess is one of my favorite things to do. I have played thousands of games online, and winning never gets old. Losing rarely comes with pleasure. Although I haven’t been playing as much as I used to, it isn’t for lack of desire. The other day an old friend invited me to a game by email, and for some reason I hesitated to accept. My hesitation has puzzled me, and I have had to analyze my response to figure out what my problem was.
There have only been a few rare occassions when I have felt bad about winning a game of chess. The example that stands out in my mind is playing my dad. My dad taught me how to play and I have fond memories of the games we played as I have grown up. When I was at the top of my game a couple years ago, I don’t think my dad could have beat me. I was playing several games a night, and he probably hadn’t played in years. When I saw that he left me an opening, I felt disappointed. I didn’t want to win that easily. It is strange because all my life I wanted to beat him, and when I finally could do it, I realized it wasn’t what it was cracked up to be. Beating someone you respect and love can be agonizing.
Back to the invitation from my friend. I think I hesitated for reasons similar to why I didn’t enjoy defeating my father. I am not saying I have a father/son relationship with him by any means, and I am not even confident that I would win. The thing is he is someone I really respect and admire. I would hate to think less of him if I win, and the thought of losing is equally unappealing.
So did I accept his invitation? Of course I did. Everything I have written so far is really irrational when you think about it. Basing my opinion of someone on how they play chess is ridiculous. Fearing that someone will think less of me if I lose is silly. If I let my irrational feelings get in the way of enjoying a game that I love, then I have lost sight of the fact that chess is just a game and a very small part of who I am. I expect that learning to not take the game so seriously will help me enjoy the game even more. Who knows, I might even enjoy beating my dad again.

