Yesterday was the 2008 NSW Kendo State Championships. It was my first shiai and I have to say I enjoyed every minute of it. Not only did I get to compete, but I also volunteered to assist with officiating when my matches were over. I ended up being a timekeeper and saw a real diversity in kendo.
It was a very humid Saturday in Sydney for the championships. It was the type of Sydney day where you only had to walk twenty metres (if that) before breaking out into a sweat because of the moisture in the air. As I made my way from the car to the HK Ward Gymnasium at Sydney University, I was relieved that I had packed plenty of water. I would want to make sure that I had had my fill before going onto the court.
I watched as various people trickled in. Some kenshi were already there getting ready. These were mainly the younger ones, U10, 12, 14 and 16s. They were already changed into their hakama and keiko-gi and checking their shinais. Not really sure what I was supposed to be doing I plonked my gear next to a mate’s from SKC (which happened to be at the centre point of the hall, located between the two courts). It seemed ‘early days’ and the shinai weigh-in hadn’t started yet so I approached the convenor of this year’s championships about volunteering. An SOS email had been sent out for more volunteers and I was happy to help but was not sure whether there would be a clash with competing. There wasn’t going to be so I was sent on my way to get chairs for the shimpans. I was then assigned to assisting with the shinai weigh-in. This went well. I wasn’t there for all of it as I needed to go and get changed but each shinai was checked for weight, splinters, tight tsuku and so on. In other words, making sure it was safe to use. Most were okay – although there were some that were dubious. We erred on the side of caution and sent them back. Eventually I excused myself and went to get changed. I then started to warm-up with someone from SKC.
The U10, 12,14 and 16s competition started after the opening ceremony. This consisted of all the competitors lining up in their respective clubs (despite the fact that the championships are an individual and not a team event). Announcements were made, the rules and lengths of matches explained and then there was a pledge taken on behalf of all the competitors by the winners of last year’s tournament and then we were off. There were not many of them competing but it was interesting to see them play. Some of them had to work on their kiai but then again, don’t we all?
The kyu grade competition then commenced. I thought to myself I will leave myself two pools before my own to get ready. Well, that was a mistake. At the last minute, just after they had called my pool to be ready as we were up next, the himo on my men decided to get tangled and loop over the top of the men in the most creative of fashions. I couldn’t believe it!! Here I was, minutes away from my first competitive bout and I can’t get my men on. With the help of a club member, we sorted out the mess and I quickly went over to Court 1. The shushin happened to be Payne Sensei, which was a little embaressing. Even more so when, as the final call went up for me to appear at the court, and in response to people pointing saying “He’s here… he’s here”, he replied “You should be ready!”.
Putting that slightly awkward moment aside (and out of my head) I took up my place at the side of the court. I bowed (unnecessarily but by way of apology) to the court officials for being late and then focused my attention on my opponent. Even now, recalling what exactly happened during the match is difficult. It was quite a blur. If I have it right, I scored the first point. It was a kote. It was awesome to see out of the corner of my eye, when I landed that strike, the white flags go up to confirm the hit. My opponent and I returned to the centre and we started again. Unfortunately, my opponent scored two hits and so I lost that match 2-1 but I was happy with my technique, with composure and with my overall performance.
I was playing straight after my first match. I had only a couple of minutes, if that, to catch my breath and re-focus on my new opponent. This time I scored the second hit – a well placed men cut. I was talking to the person who was my shimpan for that match and he said that the men landed “spot on”. Again, it was great to see the white flags go up to indicate a hit but that was to be my last strike of the tournament. Having lost the second match I was not going to progress to the knock-out stage. I was not worried. I was really happy with my performance. I felt focused and I felt good. In short, I thought that my kendo was as strong as it had ever been.
What was really nice about the whole experience was that a number of people from SKC came up to me and congratulated my on my first shiai and that I had done so well. There was no group hug thing happening just individuals coming up and saying that they thought I played really really well. I was stoked. In addition to all of this, the cheering from members of SKC during my matches was also really something. Cries of “forward! forward!” and “Well done Tim! Keep going!” was electrifying. It really spurred me onto further action.
I watched the rest of the kyu matches and after the lunch break assisted with time-keeping. It was good fun. The speed with which some of the matches finished was extraordinary! Two points in 4.66 seconds… you know who you are!!! That aside, it was great to be on the court judge table. I was able to see a real diversity in kendo styles, what was good kendo and what was….errr…. well, not so good. When the dan grade competition started I was quite taken aback by the speed with which some people launched themselves in to their match. That did not translate, however, into points. Reflecting on it now, it was interesting to see that the “slash and burn” technique that was put up by some simply did not work well. Possibly no surprises there but for me it reaffirmed what has been emphasised at training and to actually see how it did not work was good.
As the pools progressed into the knock-out rounds, the length of each bout became longer and longer. Encho became more and more common – there were several matches that really did take forever. One of the semi-finals was an absolute marathon! At the end of the day, it was great to see Sydney Kendo Club do so well. We had a couple of Fighting Spirit Awards, the winner of the Women’s Competition was from our dojo as was the winner of the Dan grade competition. In short, the club did very well.
So, at the end of the day, I was very happy. I had played my very best and I left the day feeling good about it all. I may not have progressed very far, perhaps only played a sum total of 10 or so minutes, but I felt that the quality of my kendo was at its best. Can’t be upset with that!