Patsy: WHHHHHHHHAT? like the chess player?
Patsy: god bless him
Dear Bobby Fischer,
You passed away last night, in Iceland. Apparently you lived there which is random.
So Bobby, I actually know very little about your life. I do know you were arguably one of the best chess players EVEARh! Booby, you beat the big shots of the game at a young age. During a Cold War you showed those damn red commies who was better at a centuries old cerebral game.
Time passed Bobby, and you became cultural footnote. To some you were little more then a question on a trivial purist card, a quirky question that you read to friends while waiting for your burger in a diner.
I actually associate your name with the movie Searching for Bobby Fischer. My parents made me watch/ suffer through that movie when I was 10. Fear not, I will not judge you on a movie that you had nothing to do with.
In conclusion Bobby, RIP. I hope you are challenging Abe Lincoln to a chess game in the sky.
I wish I could quit you,