His Style
Takemiya is known for his "Double 4" fuseki when he uses white, where he usually starts the game like so:
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| "Double 4" fuseki (White). |
Takemiya is a favorite among amateur go players because of his very thick playing style as black. His sanrensei (three star) openings involve plenty of fights.
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| Takemiya's famous moyo (right side) |
The sequence of moves from 00-07 in the lower right corner involves a common joseki that creates a moyo in conjunction with the triangled stone. Takemiya often plays a variation of this joseki but has made a few innovations of his own such as the kosumi in response to the same corner approach in the upper right corner. The resulting sequence could result in moves 08-13, where 09 is the kosumi move.
Read more about this topic: Masaki Takemiya
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