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Breakfast with Beer: A bowl of chanko-nabe, washed down with beer at 10 a.m. |
couldn’t
take Japan out of the sport. I wondered aloud if the popularity of the
sport was suffering in light of the many strong foreign rikishi with
few truly promising Japanese rikishi in the upper ranks. He said that
he didn’t think sumo’s popularity was in danger; people always worry
about how sumo isn’t popular any more and there are those who, like
him, feel the sport is doing fine. Our time with the oyakata was at its end. We assured him that we would attend the morning keiko the following day, shook hands several times, and began the lengthy process of gathering up our things, saying thank you, bowing, and stepping outside. The earlier promise of rain had come to fruition by that point, a hard un-rainy season-like rain was falling. I was not looking forward to the 15-minute walk back to the station when a woman (who had been helping to get dinner ready in the kitchen during the latter half of our conversation) came out and drove us all to the station in a van. The swirl of activity that surrounded the oyakata during our visit - the rikishi clattering around and cooking (which at times drowned out the oyakata’s already hard-to-hear voice), the woman who drove us to the station popping in and out of the kitchen with an obvious set of errands to run, a small child and a man (perhaps the family of the woman) coming in at one point, and the group of foreigners taking up the oyakata’s time with questions and comments - made Azumazeki seem like a rock in the midst of a river. He exuded calmness, strength, and confidence. Yet he was not an intimidating man to talk with. He invited us into his heya on little Next |
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leave,
it is hard to change their mind,” he said, he still tries. As he told
me about being an oyakata, he glanced around at the bustle of activity
in the kitchen and I was reminded of a tough-love, proud father
watching his sons. I asked the oyakata why he didn’t have any Hawaiians in his heya any more. He replied that he would be interested in recruiting rikishi from his home islands but that he’d lost the help of his cousin, now in the late stages of Alzheimer’s. He doesn’t have any scouts in Hawaii now and said that the scout role was one that he’d hoped Akebono would take on. Azumazeki feels that it is the duty of any rikishi to help recruit and build the strength of the heya. He likened this kind of scouting to a payback from the rikishi for all the oyakata does for them. There it was. I’d hesitated to bring up “The Akebono Issue” but he’d done it for me. He went on to say that Akebono |
never
thought that recruiting or scouting was his job, saying instead that it
was the oyakata’s role. He changed his posture and facial expressions
to strike something of an aloof air and said that Akebono thought that
such work was not for the yokozuna to undertake. He let the topic die
there. I didn’t push him any further on the issue.
Coach signaled that our time was up and the oyakata needed to get back to his other duties. As Azumazeki signed autographs for us, personalizing them on request, I asked him what he thought about the influence of foreigners on sumo today. He laughed and said it was still weird to see Caucasians on the dohyo. He went on to say that the appearance of the sport is changing but sumo is still sumo. I quoted Akebono from a 2001 Japan Times interview when he said that taking the sport out of Japan would make it just another sport - sumo is a lifestyle as well as a sport. The oyakata agreed and said that you |
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