1 Spanners: Paris, you've found the past Iki Piki and Serron. You have to leave them at the hospital. It's imperative they don't meet their future selves.
2 Paris: {over phone} I was just about to pay for their organ transplants.
2 Spanners: No, don't!
3 Spanners: They must make that desperate bet on the Galactic World Cup Final to preserve history. Or what's left of it.
4 Paris: {over phone} The fate of the Universe relies on a sporting result?
4 Spanners: Any sport fan could tell you that.

That's one of the things that's so good about sport. It really doesn't mean anything, in the greater scheme of things, but you can invest passion into it anyway. When your team wins, it feels great. When your team loses, it feels bad but - this is the important bit - that bad feeling isn't actually based on anything truly terrible like a natural disaster, or losing your job, or a family member falling ill.

Yes, sport is essentially meaningless. But that doesn't make it worthless. It is, in fact, one of the reasons why it's so great.

You're risking a bit of harmless "oh well, maybe next year" in return for a possible temporary euphoria and feeling on top of the world.

That's a bargain I like.