It’s a night of wrestling. And drama. Wrestlama. They should come up with a better name for that.

Good evening, folks. Goldstein here, introducing tonight’s main event.

They had their eyes on each other. Two star-crossed heavy men in diapers on a date with destiny. One, the big boy in the sumo equivalent of the scandalous red dress (leaving nothing up top to the imagination!), an ozeki with designs on the top spot. He knew he had what it takes to win; he had the crowd on his side. But his wily opponent… if Big Red let his guard down for just a moment, it could be all over. That opponent, that dashingly ugly upstart in his baby blues—he could taste the glory, if only he could get the right grip. He’s done it before. Does he have another miracle in him? The wind carries a whisper of his future; it says, “Kisenosatoooo.” All eyes are on them. Their intense but brief encounter would play out before millions—okay, let’s be honest, thousands—of eager eyes, four judges, and a noisy referee. It all plays out in the ring. The crowd is mildly excited. The moment of truth nears.

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