Standing on the sidelines and you're down by two points and the most accurate kicker ever is trotting onto the field. However, it is a 65 yard kick, at sea level, with swirling winds, no timeouts, only ten players on the field because a guy got a cramp before he could make it to the field, and the placeholder doesn't know that laces go out.
If he makes it he will be an absolute legend and we will celebrate like there is no tomorrow. We won't think about what happens if he misses.
Scrounging through old comics at a store and found a Star Trek issue with Q on the front. Watched an X-Files episode where Mulder was shooting the letter Q. Was looking through a recipe book and saw a chapter called Q.