
We went to Tokyo for the September Sumo tournament this past weekend. It was our first expereince going to see this spectacle live and boy was it fantastic. We have all seen sumo pictures and possibly even a match on TV. These do the real thing no justice. We were lucky enough to get tickets to the last day of the fifteen day tournament. The last day is supposedly the best because of the intensity of the matches and the main event occurs when the Yokozuna wrestles. The Yokozuna is like the heavy weight (if there is such a distinction is sumo) champ. There are acutally different classes of wrestlers, but they are not broken down by weight, it is by skill level and number of wins that determines your rank.
The first part of the day most people spend outside of the stadium watching the wrestlers enter. It is intense and one can see the different level of wrestler by the amount of cheering they get and by their entourage. They wear very elaborate kimonos as they enter and carry huge lunch bags with containers of chanko-nabe a soup with just about everything in it that they eat with rice, a lot of rice. Incidentally there are a bunch of sumo wreslter (ret) that have opened shops around the stadium were visitors can experience the sumo cuisine first hand; we did of course. Chanko-nabe is awesome! It is wonderful comfort food that stands up to any chicken noodle soup I have ever had. If that is what sumo wrestlers eat every day, sign me up.
Inside the stadium one will not find anything like going to a sporting event in the States, there are no jumbotrons (or Megatron); in its place is the roof of a Shinto Shrine (sumo originated as a Shinto ritual) that is suspended over the cerimonial wrestling ring. The ring platform is made of clay and the circle is outlined by rice bags. The "box" seats as we know them are square platforms with four zabuton (it is like a futon without the "fu") on which the spectators sit (shoes off). There are no vendors that run around and shout, if you want tea, there is an alley in the first floor were venders go to a tea shop of your choice and bring a tray to your seat with a porclain pot and cups. There are also walk-up stands that sell sake, beer and other event foods.
The matches are intense, especially when the higher ranking wrestlers begin. They enter ther ring and toss salt ceramonially to purify the ring. They then conduct three or four stare-offs where the two wrestlers step up to the lines and get in a football style stance and stare one another down until one goes back to the salt trough and tosses more; until finnally the matches starts and is usually over within seconds. The last (main event) match did not dissappoint. The current Yokozuna, Asashoryu, is a mongolina and has one of the best records of any yokozuna. he does this Hulk Hogan-esque muscle flex before he goes on and th crow seems to love it. Asashoryu actually lost his match, but the rule it when someone beats the yokozuna they have to immediatly defend their win with a re-match. The second match Asashoryu destoyed the guy. I didn't think it was possible for men that big to go flying, I guess they must really trust each other, because they can throw each other pretty far. After the Yokozua wins everyone throws their zabuton into the ring.
It was great and we are going again in January, so we will get better pictures, this one was taken by our phones.