Thursday, April 30, 2009

Endgame Clothing

Years ago, during the long casual games that overtook the Comet on chilled Tuesday evenings. Before all you can eat bacon, when the idea for Knightskewer was still frantically swimming upstream. We talked about making Tshirts related to chess that wouldn't inspire the general public to swashbuckle over and make our pupils dance to the rhythm of the reverberations inside our skull. Oh, we had ideas. Post work, over caffinated ideas that would make Kasparov blush. But we never found the right combinations. Our beakers were left half full at best, if not exploding blue bubbly chemicals altogether.

While we were daydreaming, a new nexus was forming in California that could give the average chess player a symbol, a flag, something that inspires head nods and knowing looks. Someone was actively tailoring fantasy into reality. Someone who weaves fashion and chess with the testosterone laced fibers of ultimate fighting. Someone that can advertise chess without inspiring brutality. Who's beakers commingle with Bunsen burners like they were born to be together. My friends, its here.

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