World
Chess Championship in Las Vegas
-August
1999-
Chess
is taciturn, smart, thin, logical; Las Vegas is garrulous, dumb, fat,
lucky.
Staging the World Chess Championship in Las Vegas appears as unnatural
as the eclipse until you know the reasons behind it. Russians. Only
Russians
would put on World chess Championship in Vegas with the gambit of
making
chess, a gambling Internet-accessible sport.
The
strongest player in the world, Gary Kasparov, who acclaims himself
World
Champion on the strength of his ratings, calls these particular
Russians
a bunch of gangsters. They in turn point out that by the same reasoning
Kasparov is a criminal. As always the truth is far more interesting
than
anything that lies in-between the way the protagonists describe each
other.
I
went out to Vegas around the end of July to watch the Opening Ceremony
in Caesars Palace and monitor the launch of chess as the new Vegas
game.
In July and early August the town is like a blast furnace with
temperatures
regularly topping a 100 degrees. The first settlers here, the Paiute
Indians
called this period the dog days of summer because Sirius, the brightest
star in the doglike Canis Major, rises during this time with the sun.
Blame
it on the dog. In fact, Vegas looks like a dog's dinner and has the
soul
of what the dinner ends up as after it has been digested
At
least the heat culls the holidaying gut-bucket, trailer trash, which
keep
the town in neon and air conditioning. They keel over like ninepins as
they waddle between casinos. The July stench from the crematoria is
worse
than being downwind of Auschwitz, but like the Nazi camp followers Las
Vegans smell only the perfumes of money and jobs.
One
homicide detective noted how heat does funny things to people: "People
who normally wouldn't get nasty get nasty in the heat. It doesn't take
much to set people off when it's hot like this." It certainly set off
Mark
Barton, who was America's nutter of the month while I was there. At the
end of July over in Atlanta, Barton killed his wife and two children,
then
using two handguns killed 9 people at random in a brokerage firm.
Eventually
when he was cornered Barton turned his gun on himself. Thankfully his
aim
was good and he didn't add to America's $2.3 billion for treating
people
with gunshot wounds.
The
6' 4", 17 stone Barton, who loved putting on his scout masters uniform,
would have been the perfect Jerry Springer guest. His neatly typed
confession
recorded how he did "not understand how he came to do it" but he wanted
to tell people why! He wrote of his wife's murder: "I really wish I
hadn't
killed her now. She really couldn't help it and I love her so much
anyway."
Barton bemoaned how he had come "to hate this life in this system of
things"
and wrote that he had "come to have no hope".
When
I read this schizoid babble, my immediate reaction was if Barton had
come
to Vegas he would not have gone on a killing spree. Vegas is the
cornucopia
of hope. Anyone who "thinks" like Barton can find hope in Vegas. As
Michael
Ventura puts it in his book on the gambling town: "As long as you don't
bother the other customers, you can do anything. That's the promise of
Vegas: Anything." Of course, the promise is a lie as the house always
has
the edge. But this is what the Russians are trying to do: not only make
chess sexy, funky and electronic but also a betting game in which they
have the edge. My first impression was this just another example of
magical
thinking.
That
judgement was reinforced when I watched the bizarre opening ceremony in
Circus Maximus, which usually works as a showbiz auditorium in Caesars.
Most of the 100 top players in the world who were competing for the
£3
million prize money were at the front of the 300 or so audience. As was
the man who put up the cash and was bankrolling the whole extravaganza,
dollar billionaire Kursan Ilyumzhinov. Kursan has already poured over
$20
million into international chess and is beginning to ask for more of a
return than the gratitude of the main beneficiaries of his largesse -
the
players and officials.
Some
deadhead Caesar MC hosted the ceremony which among such acts as
standing
for FIDE's ruritanian anthem, a film of the first Fide tournament 75
years
ago, messages of good will from Bill Clinton and the IOC, and 5-year
plan
speeches from FIDE apparachiks, also featured a flock of Russian
"models"
who had been recruited from the local lap-dancing fraternity. They
sashayed
up and down, much to the delight of the ogling grand masters, in black
and white fur coats. Forget the animal rights, it was over a 100f in
the
shade outside Caesars!
The
show finished with the "fourth best opera singer in the world",
Armenian
Zurab Salkilavo who with his beer gut and expansive hand movements
comes
over a Greek ferry captain with gesture. His trouble was he interpreted
polite applause to his Puccini repertoire as a request for another
song.
Eventually someone led him off to the hospitality room.
Kursan
beamed on at this fiasco. Black-haired with Mongolian features, 37, the
charming, always smiling Kursan made a pile in Moscow in the early
1990.
Cars, banks. he tends to be slightly vague about how he amassed it.
Kursan
comes from Kalmychia [pop. 37,000], which is a tiny Russian Federation
republic on the Caspian Sea - on the other side from where The Russian
army is now trying to assert its authority in Dagestan. Kursan stood
for
the presidency of the Kalmychia in 1993 with the engaging slogan that
the
electorate
should vote for him as he was "too rich to bribe". However, a few
months
before his election, a company that he headed lost $70 million of state
funds that was earmarked to market Kalmyk wool.
In
June last year, a journalist, Larisa Yudina, who has been conducting a
one-woman publicity campaign again Kursan was murdered in Elista, the
capital
of Kalmychia. His critics claim that his involvement in her murder is
proven
by the fact that two of the three men arrested for the crime were
associated
with his political movement. When he was questioned by a TV journalist
about Yudina' murders, Kursan announced that he would be standing for
presidency
of Russian when Yeltsin goes next year. Human Rights Watch actually
stated
that it is "widely believed that President Ilyumzhinov is behind the
murder".
Yet, given how Kursan dominates the political life of the republic, the
affiliation of the suspects which actually prove nothing goes more
towards
his innocence than guilt.
Kursan
is a fanatical chess player and grand master - he has made the game
part
of the compulsory curriculum in Kalmychia' schools. In 1995, he was
elected
head of FIDE, the world chess organization, into which he proceeded to
inject hitherto unheard of sums. But his generosity did not go
unquestioned.
One remark he made to Moscow journalist in 1997 is often quoted to
support
the idea that he has a hidden agenda. "To win a game," he said, "it's
necessary
to play by your own rules." But the vituperative charges coming from
many
American chess journalists - "Ilyumzhinov is a real life thug who
eliminates
people when they inconvenience him" is typical - does not stand up.
Whatever
corners he cut in amassing his fortune, Kursan's altruism and quaint
Buddhist
faith impress those who refuse to let the press clippings colour their
opinion.
The
man whom Kursan brought in to stop the financial hemorrhage is
Russian's
first millionaire, Artiom Tarasov. He is head of the commercial section
of FIDE. In typical flamboyant style, he told the players at the
opening
ceremony: "I promise you that you all will very rich once FIDE Commerce
begins to market chess." The colourful, charismatic Tarasov was
actually
a member of the Duma when he made his fortune and incurred the wrath of
Gorbachev for being a millionaire. Nowadays, however, he rarely visits
Moscow as various factions - some of them Chechen - are threatening to
kill him over collapsed deals.
Tarasov,
49, came up with the idea of computerising this World Championship, so
that the moves of all the matches can followed on a website in real
time.
He also brought in Victor Chandler's offshore betting organization to
make
the odds on the players and to take bets on the games over the
telephone.
He convinced everyone that Vegas should be the venue for the new
championship.
Another of Tarasov's idea is encourage world membership of FIDE by
issuing
a FIDE club/debit card that will automatically register any change in
the
player's rating on the smart chip and offer the usual concessions
too.
He
is also very outspoken about Kasparov's disparagement of himself and
Kursan
as gangsters. He said: "Kasparov make these allegations but he forget
that
myself and Kursan made our money before Russia became criminal country.
We have both been investigated and all they found was noise and
rumours,
not evidence.
Russia
is criminal everywhere now; everyone who is in business is criminal. So
Kasparov is criminal. He cannot be a non-criminal when he is rich and
owns
property. He took over Hotel Cosmo in Moscow for peanuts. How did he do
that? 25 storey hotel! All privatisation was criminal, dishonest. From
the point of view of Russia it is OK but from American or Britain's
laws
it is criminal. Kasparov forget this when he makes these
allegations.
"But
we want him back in FIDE. Of course, we do. But it cannot be that all
the
money go to one or two players. We now make chess like other sports, so
that lots of players earn prize money. Not winner take all."
Tarasov
warmed to his promotion of chess: "Remember Russia always dominated
chess
and ran FIDE. Chess was seen as intellectual sport that Soviet Man had
to be best at. But that is why chess was not developed. It was funded
from
central funds that was why it is the least developed and promoted of
all
the sports. FIDE Commerce is going to change all that and make chess
commercial.
We are a sport recognised by the IOC and we are the only sport that can
be played over the Internet. The commercial potential for chess is
enormous,
I am sure."
My
conversation with Tarasov took place a few days after the opening
ceremony
and when the hardware and software taking the games to the websites had
been delivering the goods. Whenever I went into the computer rooms and
watched the young Russian programmers glued to their screen they showed
exactly the same absorption and concentration as the players in the
tournament
room. One of them, Peter, also explained to me how they will soon be
able
to deliver chess applications to visitors to the Websites that will
make
chess more accessible to non-players. "You see these programmes will
take
be able to take people through the games and by arrows and highlights
show
the non-player what is behind the moves. This very exciting development
and will be place for the next tournament."
Then,
I talked to some of the players about the potential of chess to
generate
gambling interest. Outsiders think of chess players as cerebral
automatons
but chess has always been infested with gambling. One of them noted:
"Where
spread betting the sky's the limit where chess is concerned. First
player
to castle, first one to check, time predictions." To the extent then
that
the trend towards gambling using the telephone and credit card while
watching
an event on TV continues, then chess is also likely if it is publicised
to attract betting punters. This is already being seen in golf. One
oddsmaker
I spoke to said: "I am not gong to open my legs on this one but I think
this lot might be onto something."
My
views then began to change as I watched the tournament unfold.
Certainly
this venture will not put chess into the sporting firmament but I began
to doubt that this current World Championship was another Vegas-style
exercise
in magical thinking.
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