what never happened may have
so it is funny to me that i last wrote about 'the determination of when to offer a draw versus playing through the moves for some length of time' without any foreknowledge of the game 12 outcome.
my main takeaway that i feel the need to address is that the game i analyzed in depth where caruana had built himself a substantial advantage which only one misstep prevented him from capitalizing upon takes on unsurpassable significance. he may never look at with this perspective but for the rest of his life (or until he succeeds in a future opportunity) he should live with the knowledge that he should very likely be the world champion right now. and i say very likely because no one can say how game 12 would have gone, or any game after a caruana win actually, but especially game 12, if carlsen were truly desperate to win. and that element of the unknown may actually be an unintended gift from carlsen, eliminating an awful certainty a drawn out draw in that game would have cemented. i'm irrationality disappointed because as an american he was my champion, as silly as it is to think that 'americans' are a unified whole that a person could align with. but such it is nonetheless.
i know a great bar where they never run out of bottles of regret. if fabiano ever stops in, the drinks are on me.
my main takeaway that i feel the need to address is that the game i analyzed in depth where caruana had built himself a substantial advantage which only one misstep prevented him from capitalizing upon takes on unsurpassable significance. he may never look at with this perspective but for the rest of his life (or until he succeeds in a future opportunity) he should live with the knowledge that he should very likely be the world champion right now. and i say very likely because no one can say how game 12 would have gone, or any game after a caruana win actually, but especially game 12, if carlsen were truly desperate to win. and that element of the unknown may actually be an unintended gift from carlsen, eliminating an awful certainty a drawn out draw in that game would have cemented. i'm irrationality disappointed because as an american he was my champion, as silly as it is to think that 'americans' are a unified whole that a person could align with. but such it is nonetheless.
i know a great bar where they never run out of bottles of regret. if fabiano ever stops in, the drinks are on me.