my chess book collection..
my chess life story..
My chess career was tainted with tragedy. When I was 8 years old, my proud father matched me against Dino, a veteran player in the barber shop. I was not only beaten but totally demolished. I could still remember my opponent’s statement to my red-faced father, “pare, spirit na lang natitira sa anak mo. Wala nang fighting!”
Many years later, right after I graduated in college, I went home to the province. Early in the next morning I rushed to the barber shop which was situated at the back of our house to seek revenge. I almost fainted when I found out that Mang Dino had passed away several years earlier!