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than an introduction from Coach and graciously spent an hour of his
time with us. I left wondering what I would see the following morning
during keiko. We arrived the following morning at 7:00 AM under a light drizzle to see morning keiko already in full swing. Several of the lower-ranked rikishi were out practicing on and around the dohyo. The main practice of the morning was moshiai-geiko - a rikishi fights until he is beaten. A crowd of about 50 local people had gathered, half under one of the canvas covers and half under a collection of umbrellas. We were ushered under a second covering where we sat on nice, simple cushioned chairs. At 7:15, Takamisakari came out and began shiko, which he continued for 40 minutes in silence. I watched for signs of what Azumazeki oyakata had alluded to the day before: how hard were the rikishi training without the oyakata being present and how much respect were they showing the guests of honor. Several of the young rikishi waiting for a chance to fight said a quiet good morning and give a short bow to people who were obviously of some importance. It is always hard to tell how much politeness is enough politeness in Japan or, indeed, if there is such a thing as too much. At 7:20, Ushiomaru arrived and immediately began shikiri by himself on the dohyo edge. The oyakata arrived at about 7:25 dressed in a suit and tie with his dog in tow. They sat under a third covering, alone amidst two rows of chairs. The rikishi who had been doing teppo against the concrete supports holding up the dohyo cover, toweling, and stretching, now started to gather around the dohyo edge and call out for a chance to get in on the moshiai-geiko. At one point the oyakata shouted at one of |
his
rikishi lingering too long and toweling himself off. At that point,
there were 13 rikishi training, the rain had stopped, and the air was
heavy with humidity. The spectators were fanning themselves and the
rikishi were clearly suffering in the heat. The fervor of the practice was, as the oyakata said yesterday, peaking under his supervision. At about 7:45, he called Ushiomaru and Takamisakari over —neither of whom had yet stepped onto the dohyo—and talked with them briefly. A large black SUV pulled up behind the oyakata; he got in the car and was gone. The two makunouchi men were now in charge. Ushiomaru stepped onto the freshly swept dohyo at about 8:00 and put on an impressive display of oshidashi and tsukitaoshi. The rikishi he faced the most—Kubota—lost ten bouts in a row to the juryo rikishi. At one point, Kubota received a head butt from Ushiomaru before falling to the ground. Although he was clearly hurt, rubbing his forehead and with a |
jammed
neck, Ushiomaru grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back onto the
dohyo. One of the foreign observers wondered aloud if he should keep
fighting. This was sanban-geiko (two rikishi fighting over and over);
he clearly didn’t have a choice. Takamisakari’s morning keiko was not as successful as Ushiomaru’s. He too picked a rikishi of similar stature—Takamifuji—to face off against. Takamifuji beat Takamisakari 4 times in a row after Takamisakari won the first bout. Takamisakari growled loudly and breathed hard throughout the practice. He lost more than twice as many bouts (12) as he won (5). He was 1-6 in the Nagoya basho at that point and was clearly in a bad mood. Throughout the morning practice, he didn’t talk with anyone and spent most of his time alone doing shiko. Several of the lower-ranked rikishi had long since disappeared and as the practice was winding down. I could smell two things: chanko-nabe |
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William (the photographer), Ushiomaru (actually smiling!), and Me |
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