We at the North Finchley dohyo are packing the sacred clay, getting the power water sorted and salt shaken.
It will soon be time for the big boys in the nappies to hit the sacred clay.
All seems quiet leading up to the Great Tournament, unlike the disgrace we brought on ourselves last outing at the Nagoya Basho.
I haven’t seen a banzuke yet but we hope our hero, the great Kaio, will be there. Still Ozeki.
Oh to be back at the Kokugikan again for the Aki Basho.
Then afterwards out with friends drinking Aki beer and eating outdoors under an Aki sky.
Perhaps next year if we keep our noses clean.