World Chess Champion Garry Kasparov Pokes Fun At Brooklyn Nets Owner Mikhail Prokhorov

Things haven’t quite been going as planned in Brooklyn this season. The Nets are 3-8, just a half-game ahead of the Milwaukee Bucks for the worst record in the Eastern Conference. The aging veterans are looking pretty…aged, Deron Williams can’t seem to get healthy and even Brook Lopez has struggled at times with injuries. The brightest spot — and it’s a bright spot, undoubtedly — has been the continued renaissance of Shaun Livingston. Save for Livingston’s performance, though, it’s been a struggle through 11 games. All in all, things are pretty far from ideal, and owner Mikhail Prokhorov can’t be happy with his team’s early performance.

Plenty of digital ink has been spilled on Brooklyn’s trials so far. And early on Friday morning, one more person threw out their two cents (rubles?) about the situation: World Chess Champion Garry Kasparov, the greatest chess player in human history.* Kasparov was the youngest chess player to win the title of undisputed World Chess Champion in 1985, at 22-years old, but he’s perhaps best known for being the first world champion to be bested by Deep Blue, the chess-playing supercomputer that will undoubtedly rise up against humanity sometime in the next decade to subjugate us to his gaming desires, in 1997. Kasparov retired as a chess player in 2005 in order to concentrate on his writing and on Russian politics, and apparently he’s got a little bit of a bone to pick with Prokhorov.

*It would seem pretty Earth-centric to discount the chances that some extraterrestrial life form in the far reaches of space could best Krasparov; hence, human history.

It started with a tweet from Dexter Fishmore, who was kind enough to alert Kasparov to the Nets’ struggles:

And because we live in such an excellent era of communication, Kasparov responded:

Oh snap, Kasparov. Sick burn. Prokhorov wouldn’t know the democratic process if it came up and tried to register him to vote in a free election, am I right?!

It’s not often that basketball and geopolitcs collide, so indulge me for a second. Kasparov tried to run against Dmitry Medvedev, a member of Vladimir Putin’s regime, in the 2008 Russian presidential elections, but a “failure to find a sufficiently large rental space to assemble the number of supporters that is legally required to endorse such a candidacy,” led him to withdraw from the race (thanks, Wikipedia!). And as you’ll likely remember, Prokhorov himself ran against Putin in 2012; he garnered 7.8% of the vote in an election that Business Insider called, “‘clearly skewed’ in favor of Vladimir Putin.

Apparently, though, Kasparov didn’t think Prokhorov’s opposition of Putin was on the up-and-up. Underhanded dealings in Russian poltics? I’m shocked!

Kasparov is far from the only one to have such misgivings, as opponents of Putin’s gave voice to the idea that Putin, who had to approve Prokhorov’s entry into the presidential race in the first place, used Prokhorov as a lightning rod for discontent in Russia. Prokhorov “tried to straddle the divide between Putin and the protesters, criticizing the prime minister but echoing his view that the protesters were short on strategy and ideas.

In the end, it’s all a bunch of he-said, he-said. Kasparov lost his bid to run for president of Russia, but he’s continued to play a prominent role as a voice of opposition in his home country.

It’s good to see that despite his failure to win election, however, Kasparov has kept his sense of humor and is willing to poke fun at Prokhorov. And maybe Prokhorov can take something from this; if the Nets continue to play like they have so far, he’s going to need a pretty healthy sense of humor of his own.

Andrew Lynch

When God Shammgod created the basketball universe, Andrew Lynch was there. His belief in the superiority of advanced statistics and the eventual triumph of expected value-based analytics stems from the fact that he’s roughly as old as the concept of counting. With that said, he still loves the beauty of basketball played at the highest level — it reminds him of the splendor of the first Olympics — and the stories that spring forth from the games, since he once beat Homer in a game of rock-paper-scissors over a cup of hemlock. Dude’s old.