If there were ever a man who embodied America in the early 70's, it was Bobby: brilliant, paranoid, self-absorbed and petulantly insane all at the same time.
He took the expectations of an entire Cold War obsessed nation on his shoulders to beat the Russians at their own game. Gave Spassky a two game head start, and then demolished him.
A generation of chess players just looked on in wonder and admiration at the beauty and inventiveness of his chess. At his best, Bobby might have played the game better than anyone. Just like a mad genius should.
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