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The whole world, with the exception of India, China, Siberia and
a few other countries, has gone wild over athletics. Although new
stadiums and amphitheatres are in process of construction
everywhere, it is impossible to accommodate the crowds. Millions of
people have apparently the money and the time to devote to these
spectacular contests, and many more millions “listen in” on the radio.
In England last June Wimbledon was not half large enough to hold
the frantic crowd that wished to see the tennis matches; the same is
true of France. At a recent wrestling contest in Austria, after all the
seats were taken, the gates were broken down by the mob of
spectators who wished to enter; about 150,000 people saw a prize
fight in Chicago and it is significant of the times that the only vacant
seats were the cheapest.
Every newspaper devotes an immense amount of space to
sporting news; and all the leading daily journals employ a highly paid
staff of experts on sports, who keep the public agog with excitement
before every contest and who endeavour to satisfy its curiosity after
the battle is over.
Now there are some pessimistic philosophers who look upon all
this athletic fever as a sign of degeneration, as evidence of the
coming eclipse of civilisation. They point out that during the decay of
the Roman Empire there was a universal excitement over sports,
and they draw the inference that European and American civilisation
is headed toward disaster.
No one can read the future, although innumerable fakers are
paid for doing so. But it is at least possible that the ever-growing
interest in athletics, instead of being a sign of degeneration, is in
reality one more proof of the gradual domination of the world by
Anglo-Saxon language, customs and ideas.
Extreme interest in athletics, though it cannot be defended on
strictly rational grounds, is not necessarily accompanied by a lack or
loss of interest in intellectual matters. If one had to name the place
and the time when civilisation reached its climax, one might well
name Athens in the fifth century before Christ. If one compares
Athenian public interest in the tragedies of Sophocles with New York
public interest in musical comedy, the contrast is not flattering to
American pride. Yet that intellectual fervour in Athens was
accompanied by a tremendous interest in track athletics. Every
Greek city was a separate state; their only bond of union was the
track meet held every four years and called the Olympic Games, to
which the flower of youth from every Greek town contributed; and the
winner of each event—a simon-pure amateur, receiving as prize only
a laurel wreath—was a hero for at least four years.
From the strictly rational point of view it is impossible to defend
or even to explain the universal ardour over athletics, but it is best to
regard it as a fact, and then see what its causes are.
The majority of Anglo-Saxons have always had sporting blood,
and the Latin races are now being infused with it. I well remember a
train journey near Chicago during the darkest days of the World War.
We were all awaiting the newspapers. Suddenly a newsboy entered
and we bought eagerly. The man sitting next to me was a clergyman
in Episcopal uniform. He looked not at the front part of the paper, but
turned feverishly to the sporting page, which he read carefully. When
I called on the Very Reverend Dean of Rochester Cathedral, in
England, Dean Hole, I was shown into a room containing several
thousand books. I glanced over these and all I saw dealt exclusively
with sport.
Many excellent men without sporting blood have protested
against the domination of athletics. The famous English novelist,
Wilkie Collins, published a novel, Man and Wife, which was a protest
against the British love of sports, in which both athletes and the
public were ridiculed. Why should thousands pay money to see two
men run a race? What difference did it make to civilisation which
man won?
Yet, although it is easy to overdo excitement about athletics, the
growing interest in sport which has been so characteristic of France,
Germany and Italy during the last ten years is a good thing for the
youth of these countries and for their national and international
temper.
Years ago, the space occupied in England and in America by
fields devoted to various outdoor sports was in Germany and France
used for public gardens, where people sat and drank liquor while
listening to a band or watching some vaudeville. When I first
travelled on the Continent, I found only one tennis court and that was
at Baden-Baden. Today one finds everywhere in France and
Germany tennis courts, golf links and football fields.
It is surely not a change for the worse that a German student
who used to test his physical endurance by the number of quarts of
beer he could drink at a sitting tests it today in tennis, rowing and
football, and that the French students with silky beards, who used to
strain their eyes looking at women, now, clean-shaven and alert, are
looking at the tennis ball.
It is, of course, irrational to take an eager interest in a prize fight,
but if you have sporting blood you cannot help it. My father was an
orthodox Baptist minister. As I had never heard him mention prize
fighting, I supposed he took no interest in it.
But the day after a famous battle, as I was reading aloud the
newspaper to him, I simply read the headline, “Corbett Defeats
Sullivan,” and was about to pass on to something important when my
father leaned forward and said earnestly, “Read it by rounds.”
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