総合格闘技

The kanji reads: Sogo Kakutogi. In English, Mixed Martial Arts

This entry is long overdue, sorry about that.

I left Tokyo for Saitama where the Saitama Super Arena, the area it's in is pretty nice. Very similar to parts of Nagoya. And I loved Nagoya.

There, I saw DREAM, which is a subsidiary of K-1 kickboxing. DREAM arose from the ashes of K-1 Hero's and Pride FC after Pride got eliminated (stupid UFC).

The last one I saw wasn't anything special, it dragged onto long in some areas.

The last time I went to this, the fights weren't anything special, just an exhibition that went til midnight, and I didn't stay for the whole thing.

MMA was a sport created in Ancient Greece, where two unarmed gladiators fought til their opponent was knocked out or submitted. Pankration (as it was called back then) was used by Alexander The Great and his men when they were conquering countries.

I'd go into the entire history but that'll be on your own time.

At an American MMA event, you'll hear fans yelling maniacally, signs, noise makers... basically an all around noisefest.

At Japanese MMA events, you'll hear occasional yell from a fan, but as the fight goes on, most of the arena is dead silent. It's so quiet, I dropped a pen on the ground and I could hear it perfectly. I've been to amateur boxing matches here, I've seen Karate, Sumo, and Pro Wrestling on TV and the fans go nuts! I wonder what it is about Japan and MMA that makes fans go quiet...

Luckily, I wasn't the only American in the crowd, there were some rowdy fans that made the Japan fans yell too. I couldn't help but join in as well. I met up with an American fan who knews his stuff about MMA and he didn't speak much Japanese so I sat with him.

Also in Japanese MMA, before the matches begin, they personally introduce the fighters, similar to Sumo. I suppose this is for the audience wishing luck to the fighters.

Fight for Japan is K-1's promotion for a Tsunami relief fund, I bought a shirt last time I went to DREAM in order to show support.

The fights were great, it was good to see something that's familiar to me with a Japanese twist.
I'd go over the fights one by one but that'd take too long so I'll just show some pics from Sherdog's website. (I tried to take pics of the fights with my Iphone, but the light in the ring was too bright.)

 Shinya Aoki Neck Cranked Rob McCullough

Tatsuya Kawajiri put Joachim Hansen in an Arm triangle choke (This was a GREAT fight)

Caol Uno got knocked out by Lion Takeshi (BOOOOOOOOO!)

Satoru Kitaoka won by split decision again Willamy Freire

Gerald Harris knocked out Kazuhiro Nakamura

Bibiano Fernandes choked Takafumi Otsuka in 41 seconds!

Masakazu Imanari pulled off a really impressive armbar on Abel Cullum

(Imanari is a badass, he entered the arena with full combat gear with Sade's "No Ordinary Love" as his entrance theme)

Minowaman defeated Giant Mongol Baru Harn with a scarf-hold armlock.

(Minowaman's 50th win!)

One other fight took place with MMA legend Kazushi Sakuraba. I had the distinct pleasure of watching him in action. He was made famous for defeating 4 members of the Gracie clan (the Gracies are infamous for developing Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu) with his incredible submission wrestling skills in the early 2000's when Pride FC was big. 

But, that was then. He is pretty much the Ichiro of MMA nowadays; being a fan favorite and all. His last win was in 2009, where he concentrated on cranking the leg rather than going for a knockout. Sakuraba has nothing but fighting spirit running through him and wishes to retire when he's 70. He's 42 now, and his fight at this event was... well you get the idea.

I cheered for him... LOUDLY. I wanted him to do good, I even bought a shirt of his, but I knew he was going to lose, for age hit him like a ton of bricks. But I heard shortly after that he's going to keep fighting... 26-16's a good record right?

 

All in all, it was definitely worth the 5000 yen for the ticket. I got to see a legend in action, got to get out of Tokyo, and turn off my concerns and watch one of my favorite combat sports. K-1/FEG says that their company is going out of business due to lack of money, but I refuse to believe that, these events they put on are better than UFC in my opinion.

If there's another event soon, I'm going to have to restrain myself from going to said event, particularly because there's two major MMA events headed this way.

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I know I said UFC sucks, but when they came to Japan in 1997, it was unforgettable. One of Sakuraba's first fights was there. To miss out on something historic like this would be a shame. It's supposed to be here in February.

 

At the end of every year, since 2002, Pro-Wrestling Legend and Hall-of-Famer Antonio Inoki invites the top MMA fighters and Kickboxers for a lollapalooza of fights just before the year ends on 12/31. I've repeatedly watched the last two, and they're a great time.

Regardless of whichever event I go to, I'll report about it on here.

I've also been thinking of stepping in the ring myself, at least once.

神輿

The Kanji reads: Mikoshi - Which is a mobile shrine.

In Shintoism, shrines contain the spirits of deities, just as I stated about Yasukuni shrine.
Around this time, the Mikoshi is taken from storage in what is called a Kura; it's kept there when it isn't needed. Year round, the Kura acts as a small shrine for when a quick prayer is needed. Mikoshi's are carried by 20+ men/women to large shrines.

The Mikoshi is gorgeous, it's decked out in solid gold and has patterns with like tigers and stuff, this one had three phoenixes on the top. By the way, this thing weighs roughly a ton. 

Before the carrying begins, a prayer is said, then everybody in the proper attire claps a rhythm similar to what you would hear at a baseball game; then a loud "SA!" is said, then everybody in unison hoists the 2X4's that support the Mikoshi onto their shoulders and prepare for a loooooong march. Since the Mikoshi is so heavy, we all had to move slowly. We basically soultrain'd for three hours with a ton on our shoulders, parading around neighborhoods, and getting praise from the locals (which in my opinion was the best part [there was an old man who we woke up, and he came out of his house and started clapping... awesome]). As we moved, we chanted "Sora, Doccoi" repeatedly and waved the Mikoshi from side to side.　In Shintoism, can't stay quiet, gotta be active XD.

We had to climb up a hill, at the top, we took a short break and had some tea and beer. A lot of the carriers were local residents of the neighborhood, and since this area is home to many English speakers, alot of them knew a little English, which is fine because my Japanese is not as good as it once was. Everyone of these dudes was awesome, they liked MMA, art, and well... since I told them I was from Seattle, I got many dudes saying "WAAA! MARINERS! ICHIRO! STARBUCKS!" I get that all the time! So I'm used to it. We continued onward to the shrine, everyone started to sound like they'd lost their second wind, so I started shouting "HA!!" instead of "Sora" to boost their egos a little bit. We made it to the Shrine after 2 hours of carrying that thing.

This ritual is said to bring conscientiousness, and from what I've seen, it brings supreme joy to those who observe it's presence. It felt so awesome spreading that kind of joy to the people of this awesome country.      

We reached the shrine, three other Mikoshis met up with us and a Shinto priest came out and blessed the Mikoshis, as well the carriers. Then, I'm not quite sure what rank these guys were, but they came out and sang a prayer in old Japanese. A guy asked me, "Are you tired? Do you give up?" I smiled, raised my fist and said, "kakattekoi! (bring it on)" He laughed at patted me on the back. We then carried the Mikoshi back to the kura, chanting, and full of extreme spirits, and the day was as hot as hell.

                                                             

That didn't stop me even the least bit; if I can do Muay Thai combos for an hour straight, this should've been a cakewalk right?

When we returned back to the Kura, which was convieniently just outside of TUJ, we drank lots of beer and sake, as well as nomming on this awesome stew that contains daikon, onions, and sweet potatoes. We all yakked it up with the locals, who are some of the coolest guys I've ever met. They all wanted to hear about America, and why we all chose to go to Japan for college.

Kenji and I

All in all, it was a great experience. I had an awesome time carrying that thing as well as getting to know the roots of Shintoism and Japan in General. I must've sweated off 10 pounds and got a scab on my shoulder as well as a torn up tabi (the shoes we wore). Some say that if you get an injury from carrying a mikoshi, it means you don't have enough faith, while others say that they're a sign of good luck. I firmly believe that they're good luck.

These are just a few of the Mikoshi crew: From Top to Bottom, Left to Right: Nitta-san, Kenji, (I never caught his name but I regret that because he was an awesome guy), Napol from Thailand, Yudi, TOKYO ROE, Adrian from Hawaii, (another :'( ), Michelle from Vermont, Stephanie, and Walter from LA. and Courtney (not pictured)

When we finished, I knew that some college students think that like, "Oh, it's a done deal, we never have to see each other again." Bullshit that is. I knew we'd done something awesome, we would have to keep that spirit of comradery alive. So we decided that each time we pass by each other, we'd tap our shoulders in memory of what we did on this day.

If any readers want to see more pics, I have lots more, thanks to Suzuki-san.

Masaru, Kenji, Everybody I met from that day, I want all of you to know that no matter where I am in the world, how down or sick I am, I would gladly drop everything in order to carry the Mikoshi with you guys again!

Oh yeah, do you want to know how crazy I am? I'm doing it again this weekend!!!!!!!! This time for 

the village I live in.

Bloggery-Doo

I started a new semester and classes are easy so far. I'm takin History, where we talk about racism and such. Art History talking about renaissance art work. Advanced Drawing. And Japanese 2.

There's more on the way

大阪

The Kanji reads: Osaka.

I had a week off from my summer jarb, so I decided to get the hell out of Tokyo. It's awesome living in a metropolis but, I needed a break from all of the cramped city air, smog, and the kawaii-ness that makes Tokyo Tokyo. In a nutshell, a change of scenery.

I left on Monday night, going by way of the bullet train (shinkansen) (\25000) . I arrived in Shin-Osaka after a few hours. I brought manga and a book to read, but I forgot how cool it was to look out at the landscape of Japan from last time I was here.

I stayed at not a hostel or a hotel but an internet cafe called Media Cafe Popeye. In an Internet cafe, you pay for the amount of time you wish to stay (10 hours max), you get your own quarters with a computer and a TV. Surrounding the cafe are manga shelves. They offer food, drinks, and a shower. An internet junkies paradise.

I woke up at 6 and decided to explore Osaka city, I walked around with a keen, open mind. In Tokyo, there's lights and displays galore, in Osaka, there's not so much... way less commercial. I had come into contact with a guy who is a part of the same martial arts foundation that I had learned back in the states a couple of months before I came to Japan. I told him that I was in Osaka for a couple days and I that I would like to check his gym.

One of his many gyms is in Miyakojima, and he calls it TSD (Total Self Discovery) Kali. The man's name is Takashi Uchino and I guess he is a really big deal. I went in and had a nice long discussion with him about martial arts in general, people he knows (big names), and his own personal "twist" that he puts on these martial arts that I've learned. His staff brought me green tea and coffee too, which was awesome. He puts on live shows that are similar to rock concerts with audience involvement.

I began to tell him bits and pieces of my story behind why I came to Japan and why I trained in the martial arts and he was fascinated to say the least. He told me why he began in the martial arts; hidden within those words he told me were a very deep message, and I'd share that, but I feel that it was just for me, and no one else. I left his gym clear head; I was hoping to leave TSD Kali with aching muscles and re-understanding of the styles that I learned, but instead I got a reality check, and that was far more rewarding then shedding a few calories. I had just met the guy, but I felt like I've known him for years.

After meeting with Takashi, I went to Osaka castle and chilled around the exterior. I didn't go in, but looking back I should have, because I remember that a real cutie works the elevator lol. I walked around the exterior, and looked out at the magnificent view of Osaka, I could see mountains, and that definitely reminded me of home.

At the front entrance, I got tired and took a nap outside on a stone bench. Feeling quasi-refreshed, I decided to walk through the city in search of Osaka station rather than take a 7 minute train ride. On my way back, I had encountered the headquarters of one of my favorite video game companies: CAPCOM.

Couldn't resist.

I continued onward, and got tired. I crashed at another internet cafe. In the morning I got up and wanted to go to Nara and feed the deer (more on that later), but it was too far away. It was 8 AM and my train back to Tokyo was at noon. So I hung out at an arcade and played some games. I'm getting pretty good at Mahjong FYI.


I was almost sad to leave Osaka, not because of my encounter with Takashi-Sensei, but I felt a connection while being there. I miss my hometown, I miss the salty stench of the air, the vast forests and the hills, Osaka has all those, plus a bunch of awesome, smily people who are kind to the gaijins. Honestly, I prefer it much more than Tokyo, I found out recently that there is a Temple University Osaka branch... I'd much rather go there, but it's for people who are getting masters degrees in business. If I graduate early, I might use the remaining months I have on my passport there.
I might go back in October, Takashi wants me to check out his show!

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靖国神社

The kanji reads: Yasukuni Shrine

Yasukuni Shrine is probably the most beautiful shrine that I've seen in Tokyo. It has a koi pond, sumo stadium, and wide plain. This shrine, however, is also extremely sketchy for a white boy like myself to be around. That's because this shrine is to the ones who have sacrificed themselves for their country.

In a shrine, the one(s) of whom it's dedicated to (in this case the war dead[since the 1870's]) are not just remembered, but worshiped as gods. In most of the war movies I've seen, soldiers would say to others, "See you at Yasukuni". I'll bet that's one thing that actually happened. Mainly, the ones who come to visit, remember the ones who've perished in battle via WW2 as if they were people who mainly were just people who were plainly misguided; as well as a sign of respect.

There are protests that say how wrong that is, and that they shouldn't be remembered like that because of all the killing they've done. The right wing nationalists (uyoku dantai) come to protest this, because they feel that the ones who are remembered by means of the shrine died honorably in the heat of battle for the Emperor; because to them the war isn't over (scoff). The uyoku dantai are extremely racist; they cruise around in their vans yelling messages of hate... and that's all. They aren't like skinheads or the KKK or anything else. Whimps. More on that story some other time.

This is what goes down every August 15th at the shrine:

The first 4 minutes at least.

I walked in the front gate and bowed to show respect to the ones remembered by this shrine.

In the front, there was a statue of Vice Minister of War, Omura Masujiro.

Below the statue was this:

  

I approached the main gate after seeing this. Whenever I go to a shrine, I always feel at peace but there was just something I didn't exactly feel comfortable with this time. Instead of bowing lightly to most I make eye contact with, I kept my eyes forward was all tense and extremely nervous, like I didn't belong here. But after seeing many white boys enter, I eased off a bit.

In the practice of praying for Shintoism, you pray for the utmost desire of your choosing. I chose to pray for Japan, in health, and in Spirit. Stop the hate altogether. The ritual for doing this is you bow once, throw a coin into the bin (forgot what it was called) in front of you, bow twice, ring the bell (most major shrines don't have these) clap twice, then pray. When done, bow again, and once more lightly. (FEEL FREE TO SHOOT ME DOWN IF THATS WRONG XD)

When I threw the coin, it missed! I'll bet anything that that's a sign for something... don't know what.

To the right of the main shrine stands a museum called Yushukan commemorating those who've died in battle. I would have gladly gone in, but I was too late, they were closing down for the day. Oh well, next time. I did however spot something of great interest in the main hall... a replica of a Mitsubishi ZERO.

Brief history lesson: Mitsubishi ZEROs were the main fighter plane used in WWII. 

To the left of the museum stood a commemoration for Dr. Radha Binod Pal, who supposedly accused the fallen ones of WWII not guilty because he felt America provoked the war. 

I took one of the pamphlets that was on the right, I'll put up what it says later... it's in English by the way.

I couldn't figure out if this shrine was for or against the war. But, to the left of this shrine was a path to a koi pond which put my mind at total ease. 

(Not my photo by the way) Some of these koi were monsters! Reminded me of fishing for them in Nagoya. Each time I watch them swim, I feel as if there's always going to be a better tomorrow.

After the koi pond I got somee green tea from the vending machine (yes there's vending machines), and left. 

Everywhere I go, I see people wearing shirts that say "WAR IS OVER"(not a typo that's what they actually say). Each time I see one, it makes me feel happy, because well the war IS in fact over, last time I checked. It's good to know that we should stop the hate. The 40's were a messed up time indeed.

If you want to read more about it: check out this page: http://www.yasukuni.or.jp/english/

♨温泉♨

The Kanji reads onsen which means hot springs.

The onsen is one of the many practices of Buddhism as well as a good cleansing of the soul.
They were used quite frequently during WWII due to damaged houses and unclean water.

On a Saturday night, when I have jacksquat to do, my dormmates will usually go off and party but I usually just go and do my own thing, they go off and drink and go clubbing. That crap isn't for me, I am in Japan, I'd rather go and do stuff that we normally don't do in America to relieve stress.

At the front entrance, you'll usually see this hiragana: ゆ which means hot water.

There is a way to do this correctly but alot of times people mainly go to these places, dump a little water on their head and just go in the tub, but there's a short process to taking care of this, and I always do this process in the correct order because the water in the tub is all natural and feels really good.

You strip down until you have no clothes on* in the locker room, then you enter the bathing area. There will be showers that you sit in front of with a bowl and a shortly stooped seat and a mirror present, you clean yourself off until you feel that there is nothing unclean on your skin (you sometimes bring your own soap, shampoo, and towel). You use a towel that's thin but long and get it wet. To scrub your back and for a later usage.

When you're done showering, you go into the tub(s). A lot of places have their own special kinds of tubs, some will be cold, some will be hella hot, some will have a tiny electric current, some will be mainly for the feet. It varies, but I like to check out different places to see what unique types of tubs they have. While you're boiling in the tub, you take the towel that you have, fold it up and place it on your head to even out your body temperature. They say that you shouldn't put your towel in the tub, but I've seen people do that and not get yelled at. Since I'm a gaijin, I don't just because I hate those meiwaku moments.

After you're all done, you wipe yourself off and put your clothes back on. When your dressed, you go and hangout in the lounge (if there is one). There will be vending machines present, you'll definitely need to rehydrate. Milk coffee is the beverage I recommend the most, for you might be craving dairy after stewing in a hot tub. While you're relaxing after the bath, you'll feel all kinds of relaxed, you'll just want to chill out and not be in a hurry. You leave whenever you want.

In some places, they won't allow tattoos because they think that a person who is inked is in the yakuza.

Finding a good one is hard, but worth it. So far in my area, I've found one that is pretty decent in a neighborhood called Togoshi-Ginza (which is only like 10 minutes away from where I live), it's modern and there definitely is something unique that it has to offer... black water.

The black water is said to cure infection and is really healthy for the skin. At Togoshi Ginza Onsen, they switch locker rooms everyday, giving the regular customers a little variety. They even have an ice cream machine.

* Some may find the whole idea of this to be flat out homosexual. Yes there's people in their birthday suits, but the after affects of the onsen are totally worth it. The trick is, if you're concerned, is not to make eye contact or even look at another person all in all.