The game between me and Peter Marriott is usually the one that decides a Barnstaple internal tournament these days. The last time he beat me, he went on to win the summer tournament. Ever since then, I've had the upper hand, but the games haven't been easy.
Tonight's offering had all the usual levels of excitement and insanity. Neither of us is known for orthodox handling of the openings, and my 6.g4!? was about par for the course.
Chess in Art Postscript: Raglafart in Retrospect
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