The Enterprise responds to an invitation from a famously-generous-host who runs an outpost only to discover the outpost has been destroyed by a previously unknown species of alien. They chase the aliens down, to kill them all so they'll know not to mess with Texas/humans. The aforementioned shimmery beings then seize control of both the Enterprise and the aliens - the "Gorn" - and insist that, since they were uncivilizedly bent on destroying one another, the only thing that they can do, in all of their civilized glory, is force the captains of the two ships to fight to the death, and kill whichever group's captain fails to win. Because that just makes sense, right?
You don't actually see them in corporeal form until the very end, after a series of the worst rubber-suit battles you've ever had the misfortune/good fortune to witness. Kirk eventually wins, after being an idiot for far too long and trying to find a phaser buried in the dirt, by constructing a primitive cannon (that looks more like a potato gun), and then refusing to finish off the alien.
Basically, just another episode that drives home how dickish superior beings can be. And also how hypocritical.
Random stats: Two Leinenkugel Sunset Wheats, too little sleep last night, and one battle that makes Godzilla's exploits look like the height of special effects, choreography, and pacing.
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