I love various sports including basketball tennis and billiards.
Thus so wretched is man that he would weary even without any cause for weariness... and so frivolous is he that though full of a thousand reasons for weariness the least thing such as playing billiards or hitting a ball is sufficient enough to amuse him.
It is impossible to imagine Goethe or Beethoven being good at billiards or golf.
My dad always said I was hard-headed that it would take something like that to wake me up spiritually and I guess it did. My heart had gotten so beat up that I didn't have anything left to give.