Sumo and Gyoza

I'm walking down a side street in Ginza and happen to see the Fukuoka basho I tried to get tickets for later this week. So I stand at the entrance and watch long enough to have the barmen ask if I wanted to come in. I of course oblige and 5 minutes later I am doing shots of Jack Daniels with the two barman. One of the guys expels all the English he learned in school, then summons his coworker in an attmept to keep up the comversation. I buy them both another shot, and I regale them with stories about I too was a barman in Irleand. Well, not really. I (think) I was able to tell them that I too served drinks. No matter - I ask where the best local place to buy gyoza is and they write down directions to Tenryu. I thank them both profusely and head over. They were right - the gyoza here is the size of my arm and delicious.