Shio-kago

Goeido has been my favorite rikishi for a while now. The same faults that drew so much scorn from his critics are the very things that made me fond of him. His obvious psychological weaknesses: his lack of confidence and of focus, his apparent despondency and fatalism when things went badly-- are not the fierce warrior attributes that a champion would seem to require, and clearly limited the success that his skills and athletic abilities might otherwise have achieved. Yet consider-- for all those times he was kadoban, for which he was fairly criticized, those were the very times, back to the wall, in danger of demotion, that you would have expected his mental failings and vulnerabilities to have asserted themselves most strongly. But instead, he pulled through; over and over. That's why he was a bit of a hero to me. As a person who has often failed to be all they could be, an underachiever, and someone who has struggled with anxiety, depression, and self-esteem issues since childhood-- Goeido's little triumphs in "holding on by his fingernails" made me feel that I might also find it in me to rise to the occasion when it mattered; to stand and deliver when it was most urgent. Watching this supposedly weak man stubbornly defending his prestigious Ozeki rank for five years has meant so much to me. For the same man to display this sort of serene dignity in letting it go and moving on the way he has is just one more of those "little triumphs" in my eyes. When a man like Goeido can walk away satisfied that, whatever his failings may have been, what he accomplished was enough-- he has won. He competed against himself as much as his rivals and I am grateful that I got to watch it all and cheer for him. I wish him all success and happiness.

The Yokozunas enter the arena for their respective dohyo iri accompanied by walls of pyrotechnics, and shitty Pantera inspired metal, WWE style. The Fukuoka fans seem to dig it.

The thing that caught my attention watching Takakeisho's match was that he pulled himself out of his stumble with the right leg. 169 kilos, about to eat dirt like that, must have put a lot of pressure on that knee. It seems to me, if he managed it without a lot of pain, that it could be a big confidence builder. The man needs to fight with total commitment almost as much as he needs his muscle tone back.

Daieisho and Daishoho reveal that they switched places months ago and nobody noticed. Daieisho announces that he is very relieved to tell the truth, because he didn't feel right getting the credit for Daishoho's recent strong performances.

As a Kakuryu partisan, I'm biased in his favor. However, I think it's fair to say that Kakuryu's matches can be broadly divided into three categories-- 1)Textbook, technical domination. 2)Screws up badly, but manages to escape with a win by not panicking in the scramble. 3)Screws up badly and is embarrassingly defeated. Looks crappy doing it, too. I guess once in a while he'll lose a major mawashi war to one of the handful of guys who are on his level working the inside(The match vs. Hakuho in March being a good example), but those are pretty rare. It's one of my fondest wishes to see a few more #1's from him each tournament, and a couple fewer #2's and #3's. I don't see it happening, though.

Endo was both an amateur champion, and a guy who shot up the pro ranks really fast. Those two things earn you a lot of fans. Japanese fans are very loyal, so once you've got 'em, you keep 'em. That accounts for most of it. For myself-- I appreciate how Endo can be really smooth on the belt. Like-- Sanyaku mainstay kind of smooth. But he also looks like a total dog when backpedaling, which he does all the time, reminding me why every time he ranks up, he ranks right back down.

A cameraman in the hallway is shooting video of a Rikishi heading backstage. In frame, through an open doorway, Inosuke can be clearly seen licking his gumbai like a lollypop.

By the time Douglas beat Tyson(And I don't wanna take anything away from Buster Douglas here! Douglas fought a hell of a fight that night!)Mike's years of training with Cus D'amato and Kevin Rooney were far behind him. It was D'amato's training that turned Tyson into a human buzzsaw, and after Cus' death and his seperation from Rooney, Tyson became complacent, arrogant, and just a little sloppy. The Tyson of 1990 just wasn't the finely tuned killing-machine that he had been in 1987. After his stint in prison he was diminished still further. I don't think It was that people figured Mike out, since his style was pretty straightforward anyway*, it was that he just wasn't trying as hard anymore either in the gym or in the ring. It's the difference between a young man who didn't think he could be anybody until someone convinced him that he could be, and a man who'd achieved his dream and just wanted to enjoy being somebody. Besides brutal punching power, discipline was what helped Mike become champ, and it was lack of discipline that cost him the title. *Very much like Floyd Patterson's had been, except that Mike was stockier and way more powerful. Not surprising, considering Patterson was also a Cus D'amato fighter.

Listening to greybeards* discussing newbies, for better and for worse, puts me in mind of my new years resolution, which was to talk less and listen more. I'm tempted to say that loving sumo comes first and the rest follows with time. But I think that it's more accurate to say that for those who love learning and sumo both the rest follows with time. Even that doesn't seem quite right, though-- I've been following sumo for over a decade now(Still early in the life-cycle of a sumo fan, but not quite fresh off the turnip-truck.), and simply lack the ambition to acquire the depth of knowledge and expertise displayed by the old-guard on this forum. I love sumo, and I do want to keep on learning more as the years go by, but I'm content to take little bites. In the meantime, I get a lot of satisfaction listening to wiser heads converse and occasionally raise my voice to share my feelings about the occasional thing that really moves me. I'm grateful that the folks on this forum are so willing to inform and guide people. It's the most attractive quality of the community. You've been posting at a feverish pace these last few months though, Eikokurai. If you ignored any of the other really frequent posters, the forum would no doubt seem to be standing still. *Speaking figuratively.

Travelling swiftly. Though frosty mornings linger, He touches Summer

When I say that Ichinojo looked bored, I'm usually criticizing him. Tonight, I'm saying I'm deeply impressed. Aoiyama's thrusts are strong enough to bowl a lot of top division guys right off the dohyo; To Ichinojo, they were barely an inconvenience.

For what it's worth, I think that valour and gallantry are breathtakingly beautiful even in defeat; Maybe especially in defeat. Likewise truth, fortitude, and other admirable qualities. I'll admit to being a little less in tune with the poetry part. I might be inclined to use the word poetry metaphorically to describe a brilliant display of strategy or refined technique; it could be that something like that was what Jabbamaru had in mind. It would also be possible to compare Nishkigi's noble resistance to similar deeds you can read about in narrative poetry like in an epic poem, though that's more of a stretch.

When Kakuryu sets up a good yorikiri, it really is a thing of beauty. Nevermind power-- establish a position so advantageous that resistance is next to impossible. I really hope he doesn't end up struggling with injuries all year; He's such a pleasure to watch when he's healthy and not pulling.

Hokutofuji pulls a slick henka on Kotoshogiku who fashionably takes out three rows of spectators including four geisha. Kotoshogiku bows deeply with respect after the bout. The next morning, questioned by the press about his conduct, Hokutofuji explains-- " 'Giku is a punk."

If I may explain(I apologize if I'm speaking out of turn.)-- It only seems complicated because you haven't recognized that the only really important thing is where The Torch ends up at the end of the year. The Torch is gradually going to work it's way up the ranks over the course of the next few tournaments and it's going to end the year in the hands of one guy. That's all your guessing: One wrestler, one rank. Get either thing right=big points. Get both right=Jackpot Even if you get neither thing right, you can still score some points if the wrestler you guess ever holds The Torch, plus some points for every match he wins while holding it. But playing the game only requires you to make two choices: Who will end the year holding The Torch, and what will be the rank of the rikishi holding The Torch at the end, whoever that might be. I hope this helps to clarify things for you, Fujisan.