The Goddess Of Buttercups And Daisies - Plot & Excerpts
Aristophanes’ mood had transformed. Why was he worrying? He was the best comic dramatist in Athens. He was the best poet. He wrote the funniest scenes. Was anyone going to defeat him in a contest? Let them try. ‘I can beat any man here at cottabus!’ yelled Eupolis. Aristophanes wasn’t going to decline a challenge like that. ‘I’ll take you on!’ he roared. Cottabus was a popular after-dinner game. Players had to fling the dregs of their wine at a small statue, attempting to knock it from its perch so it fell into a saucer below. They did this while reclining on their couches. After an evening of drinking, it could be a challenging task. On Callias’s orders servants bustled in, setting up the stand with the tiny statue on top. ‘Watch this!’ cried Aristophanes, in the general direction of Socrates. ‘It takes a fine eye and a steady hand to win at cottabus. If you’re a dramatist of unusual skill, that helps too.’ Aristophanes made short work of Eupolis, knocking the statue from its perch with deadly aim while his opponent flailed around hopelessly.
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