VICE: I played chess with GZA
“I could play this for hours, man, all day,” he said. “I played 78 games one time with Masta Killah. We played – I think it might have taken us like 12 hours. All night. Smoking, drinking. Took a nap for about two hours, got back to it.”
http://www.vice.com/en_se/read/i-pla...-tang-clan-666
Who's the white guy?
"I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth" (Rev. 3:15-16)
Probably the writer of the article you dumb bastard
To prepare for my opponent, I went to the Lakewood Public Library and borrowed almost every chess book they had. I stuck to a strict regimen of daily chess drills. GZA’s chess games have never been documented, so I studied his albums, Grandmasters and Liquid Swords, in hopes I might learn his strategy from his music. I also trained physically: I swam 60 laps a day so my body wouldn’t give out during the match. I lifted weights so my hands wouldn’t be crushed when they shook GZA’s.
Wu-Tang is shrouded in spirituality and mythology, so I knew that to have a chance, I would have to get on GZA’s spiritual level. I refrained from eating most meat, as GZA does. I meditated and prayed on most days. And the day before the match, I fasted, only drinking liquids, to purge my spirit and cleanse my body. That night, I sat and meditated by Lake Erie, staring out at the blackness of the water. My stomach grumbled and my heart rose. I was ready.
The sun set and rose on Lake Erie, and it was morning. My car – a 10-year-old Toyota Highlander – was too dirty to pick up GZA, so I swung by my parents’ house to borrow my mom’s tiny Prius. My mother, a small Taiwanese woman, stood at the door and waved me goodbye. She stayed there until I had completely disappeared from view.
Jesus christ that's a terribly written article.
Love thy neighbor
Originally Posted by JZA/Jordon
HE SHOULD PLAY VS GRIMM AND DOOM
"The sun set and rose on Lake Erie, and it was morning. My car – a 10-year-old Toyota Highlander – was too dirty to pick up GZA, so I swung by my parents’ house to borrow my mom’s tiny Prius. My mother, a small Taiwanese woman, stood at the door and waved me goodbye. She stayed there until I had completely disappeared from view."
Jesus tittyfucking christ. This nigga needs his fucking laptop confiscated.
"I lifted weights so my hands wouldn’t be crushed when they shook GZA’s"
Wait what? Jesus what?
His mother, a small taiwanese woman should have swallowed him.
"I looked at GZA. He sat upright, hands on each knee, looking into my eyes. A smile danced on the corners of his lips. “You ready?” he said."
I feel like i'm reading this guys diary. You shouldn't be sharing all this boring information and sexual fantasies of old alcoholics in a magazine article.
Lmao
I'm dying! Every time I think of that little taiwanese lady waiting until Zachs car turns the corner I start laughing. Or the fact that he thought it was a cool dramatic thing to say. What was he looking in the mirror as he was driving away? Lol jesus.
Gza
this could be a nice battle
wat about Zach vs admiral crumple?HE SHOULD PLAY VS GRIMM AND DOOM
NON-IGS
lolyou killed me with that
"I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth" (Rev. 3:15-16)
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