The best of all exercises, he says in his treatise on Ball-play, are
those which combine bodily exertion with mental recreation, such as
hunting and ball-play. But ball-play has this advantage over hunting
that its cheapness puts it within reach of the very poorest, while even
the busiest man can find time for it. Moreover, it can be practised with
any degree of violence or moderation, at all times and in all
conditions. It exercises every part of the body, legs, hands, and
eyesight alike, and at the same time gives pleasure to the mind. In
contrast with athletic exercises, which make men slow or produce
one-sided development, ball-play produces strength and activity, and
therefore trains all those qualities which are most valuable for a
soldier. Finally, it is free from dangers, and does not expose the
player to all those accidents which too often leave the wrestler, “like
the Homeric Litai, either halt, or distorted, or altogether bereft of
some limb.” The practice of games of ball is of particular interest in
view of the importance which they possessed at Sparta. These games must
have varied in character almost as much as those with which we are
familiar to-day, and no better defence of such games has ever been
written, though we may doubt whether Galen would have approved of the
extent to which they are carried in the present day.
The ostensible object of the “Exhortation” is to urge men to devote
themselves to some art or profession which will last them all their
life; but the real subject of the discourse is whether athletics
deserves the title of an art or profession. τέχνη is defined as having
for its aim “the improvement of life,” and therefore there can be no art
in tumbling or walking the tight-rope. Does the athlete’s life benefit
the athlete himself or the state? To this question Galen replies
emphatically, “No.” “The mind is higher than the body, for the mind we
share with the gods, the body with the animals. In the blessings of the
mind athletes have no share. Beneath their mass of flesh and blood their
souls are stifled as in a sea of mud. Nor do they enjoy the best
blessings even of the body. Neglecting the old rule of health, which
prescribes moderation in all things, they spend their lives in
over-exercising, over-eating, over-sleeping, like pigs. Hence they
seldom live to old age, and if they do, they are crippled and liable to
all sorts of disease. They have not health nor have they beauty. Even
those that are naturally well-proportioned become fat and bloated; their
faces are often shapeless and unsightly, owing to the wounds received in
boxing or the pankration. They lose their eyes and their teeth, and
their limbs are strained. Even their vaunted strength is useless. They
can dig and plough, but they cannot fight. They cannot endure heat and
cold, nor, like Heracles, wear one garment summer and winter, go unshod
and sleep on the open ground: in all this they are weaker than new-born
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