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There were smiles and jokes in the ring both before and after the match. Because the surface of the dohyo was plastic, many wrestlers dampened their feet before hunkering down to get an extra bit of traction. There seemed to me to be some physical and mental uneasiness at the tachiai, but I also saw some vicious harite/tsuppari as well as some intense stare downs ‘pre-hakkeyoi.’ In Japan, the training of a wrestler comes from the all-encompassing heya life. In the U.S., training comes from completely voluntary sumo clubs where I can only imagine technique and skill are squeezed in-between the thousand and one other demands of daily living. Here the only thing to motivate you is your personal passion for and commitment to this wonderful sport. There is no pay, there are no privileges earned from winning and progressing up the ranks, and, of course, no punishments for losing, beyond those imposed by your own conscience. There is actually little of anything – little recognition from the outside world and no oyakata whose displeasure -and ‘sumo-love’ you would give anything to avoid. |
Even the loved ones don’t care sometimes; I sat next to a woman whose boyfriend was competing and she clearly knew nothing of the sport and didn’t want to be there. Different worlds indeed. Unlike honbasho, all of these wrestlers had about 8 matches each over the course of several hours. In the medal rounds there were only 30 seconds between the losing wrestler’s defeat and his next bout, which required an endurance level I can only imagine is rather hard to master. These men and women labored in pursuit of the heart / technique / physique that is sumo, fueled only by their personal drive. Although they were definitely different, I admired them no less than the Kaios, Futenos and Dejimas of the Japanese Ozumo world. For that short period, they owned the dohyo. Walking away I asked myself: “Was it Japanese style sumo?” “No way” came back the answer. So, “Was it sumo and were these wrestlers truly warriors?” “You betcha.” (And as someone who never had much luck at competitive sports, I must say it was wonderful how almost all competitors got a medal. Let’s have more of that!) |
Women – 65kg Women – over 85kg Men – 85kg Men – 115kg Men – Over 115kg Masters – over 40yrs Masters – over 50yrs Open Division (all weights/ages) CA – California, HI – Hawaii, ID – Idaho, NJ – New Jersey, TN – Tennessee, TX – Texas |
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