Osaka is directed to a 'ring' in the mud, on the edge of the stadium proper, formed by some rather simple wooden boards.  The ground was still slick with mud, the light rain preventing anything from drying.  Opposite him was a rather scrawny, frail-looking teenage boy.  When he saw Osaka, the color drained from his face completely (well, almost, considering the acne).<br/><br/>There was a brief time to chat, if he wanted to, while the other matches were set up in the crowded stadium.