The first sign that things might not go smoothly came when
we saw the Leamington team sheet. They had out their strongest squad of the
year, with a 160+ player on Board 3 and a combined average that was virtually
the same as ours. When we got down to business, things seemed to go badly. Dave
looked completely bust out of the opening and I was struggling (playing as
those who follow the stats will know, my 47th game in a row with
Black.)
Then things started to turn. Mike seemed to be in a quiet
position against Rob Gill and when they called it a night, I assumed they’d
agreed to draw. It transpired Mike was well booked up and had landed a nice
trap to pick up a piece for back to back wins. His reputation for draws is
rapidly becoming a thing of the past and he really settled the team down.
Bernard struck next, again with a nice tactical shot against Ola to win a piece
and culminating in giving mate with King and Queen against King (with a bit of
associated shrapnel, but not much.) Thanks to Bernard for guesting again and maintaining
his 100% record for the team – a great contribution which is most appreciated
by all.
So we were 2 – 0 up, but that looked like that would be it.
I even had a philosophical discussion with Mike in the corridor as to why this
wouldn’t be the worst result in the world, given their strength on the night…
Dave was still completely bust. My position against Andy Price (who I don’t
have a brilliant record against) was complex – I had three connected Queen side
pawns for a piece and lots of Queenside opportunities. Andy actually said he
thought I was winning at one point. I’d certainly gone done that line because I
thought it would give me good chances. Unfortunately, he had some great squares
to put pieces on and I struggled to hold my King side together, going down
around the time control. So 2-1.
I bought a drink and stood back to watch what I thought were
going to be the final few moves of Dave’s capitulation. But then it turned.
Both in desperate time trouble, Jason seemed to navigate this, before blundering
a pawn and a piece. Dave had shown absolute nerves of steel in an impossible
position and suddenly he was winning – and not just a little bit! Very
sportingly, Dave offered a draw given we only needed the half for the match.
Equally sportingly Jason elected to play it out and went down in the end. All
credit to Jason. He did play a really good game before the clock took its toll
and he was very gracious afterwards – a real gentleman. Massive respect to Dave
too though. Most would have crumbled, but his determination and resilience
earned us both the points and kept our title charge on track.
So a fantastic effort. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so happy
on a night where I’ve lost, but it was a fantastic evening for us.
Bring on Olton!
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