Sumo, a
unique type of Japanese wrestling,
draws
perhaps the largest fan following of any
native sport and yet, relatively little is
known
of it or its champions outside of
Japan.
A
fellow American once described sumo
as "two
fat guys charging at each other
until one
falls down!"
He of course thought this
description a
clever "punch line" sufficient
to totally dismiss
any further discussion of
the sport; however,
I feel that, in light of
its importance as a
traditional aspect of
Japan and the high esteem
in which its
practitioners are held, a bit
more needs to
be said.
Accounts of sumo matches between the gods
can be found in the legends of Japan's creation.
Several
hundred years ago, it was a form of
deadly
combat , then a sport and an art with a
good
deal of military and religious
significance.
Even today, the sport is
deeply steeped in ritual;
the tossing of
salt by both participants before the
match
to purify the ring, the stamping of feet to
drive out demons, the raising of hands,
palms
upward, hairstyles of the fighters, the
loincloths
they wear ("mawashi") are all bound
up in
tradition and rituals long
past.
The opening
ceremonies of a match,the salt
tossing, foot
stamping, hand raising, go on
for ten or
fifteen minutes whereas the match
itself may
end in a few seconds - don't blink!
How
disappointing to those of us who like to eat
at least two hot dogs and have a cold drink
even before the end of the first inning!
The
victor in the match is the one who forces
his opponent to touch the floor inside the ring
with any part of his body except his feet or if he
forces his opponent out of the ring.
Sumo wrestlers train for many years with
the
hope of reaching that exaulted rank, that
apex
of the sumo pyramid, "yokozuna", grand
champion and most never achieve it.
Is this less
than the work of a poet,
an actor,
an artist? Does it not merit at least
understanding if not respect? Or, should it merely
be dismissed curtly as the clash of fat men?
These questions I simply offer up as my
thoughts, I leave the answers to you.
There are complex strategies in sumo, many
different holds and countless techniques but
like my friend who once gave it such a brief
description, I will give you my "spin" on
it.
Dedicated men train
for years, building their
bodies up through special diets and exercise
regimens in preparation for that single, brief
moment when all of it comes into focus as
they
charge at another who has been
similarly
trained and prepared.
The
unleashing of such powerful forces,
physical.
mental and perhaps even spiritual,
all
focused upon offense for that
single instant
of contact!
A zen moment indeed!
Might there not be, after all, something
more
profound and noble about it, this sport
of sumo,
than simply "two fat guys charging at each other!"