“Let’s assume the match doesn’t happen. Fischer is disqualified. Who will be the challenger in his place?” Krogius understood. “Petrosian. The second finalist of the Candidates Matches.” “Do you think I want to play with Petrosian for the third time, in Moscow, for a few thousand rubles? I’m not just talking about the prize. Who will care about this match?” Spassky cared not just about the money. He wanted to go down in history. Krogius believed it was a risky game. “Fischer will realize how much you want this match. Euwe isn’t dumb either. They will think they can get away with a lot with you.” “And Fischer doesn’t want that money? Not to mention the title of world champion. And Edmondson? Do you think he doesn’t dream of Fischer winning the crown for America? And Max Euwe? This match is a gold mine for FIDE and personally for him. They will push the boundaries, but they won’t cross them because everyone will lose in that case.” “Only our authorities would be pleased if Fischer didn’t play the match.” Finally, Krogius understood what the game was about.” FischerChess ChampionSpassky Book:Game of Chess Thrones: A Tale of Great Masters and the Greatest Game Invented by Humanity Source: Game of Chess Thrones: A Tale of Great Masters and the Greatest Game Invented by Humanity