For events that have very little meaning besides that which we assign to them, sports are surprisingly influential. In simple terms, hitting a round, hard sphere with a sculpted piece of wood, catching an inflated oblong object, or smacking a rubber disc with a carbon fiber stick is not important, and thinking that the result of that action matters seems a bit odd. But many people do love sports. We assign importance to that oblong object crossing an invisible plane, or the trajectory of that hard sphere. It sometimes brings us joy, frequently pain and always makes us anticipate the next move — hopefully or fearfully.