This was my final game of six at the Australian Open:
First tournament I’ve ever been at where senior players actually came more than one at a time in order to tell me I should’ve saved the two forlorn black stones in the corner, easily worth twenty points and the game.
Y’know what? I should have saved the two black stones in the corner. Or Amelia should’ve killed them earlier. Or both. Then the protracted ko fight for the last free point on the board would’ve had meaning.
But I liked my endgame and dragon-wrangling. Not perfect, but I trimmed her lead back to six points plus komi. Also, my performance in the kyu division of the tournament (won two, lost three closely, one bye) confirmed that four kyu is converging on my actual rank.
“People become librarians because they know too much.”
(Erica Olsen, on appropriate objects of worship)
I played a game with ~kifudancer the other evening at the club:
Around move 110 you can see the signature knife-fight for a large group of stones in order to clear a moyo by brute force; this is a common feature of my games against club opponents when I have sleepwalked through the opening. My osimato was weak, and the fight petered out in ignominy around move 162 with the connection to the lower-right group. Usually with these I lose the attacking forces and thence the game, but this time I managed to pull out at least the upper half.
In the end, white has a really large top-right corner and bottom territory, plus a chunky piece of the centre-left. The monkey-jump at move 184 was large, but not as large I think as the death of the top-right corner and the reduction of the bottom-left corner down to temporary seki. White by 41.
“History is made at night. Character is what you are in the dark.”
(Lord John Whorfin, Buckaroo Banzai)
“Science is the game we play with God to find out what His rules are.”
“You can never know everything, and part of what you do know will always be wrong. Perhaps even the most important part. A portion of wisdom lies in knowing this. A portion of courage lies in going on anyway.”
(Robert Jordan, Winter’s Heart, al-Lan Mandragoran to Rand al’Thor)
Here’s a game I played recently by correspondence:
As you can see, I managed a corner invasion in the top-left quite early. Both players left it alone, black assuming it could be killed easily, white assuming the unusual distance to the principal wall below meant it would live easily. In the end, it was a knife-fight for seki, which I lost due to the aji of the black triangle at the bottom centre.