Bertrand Russell once declared that “[t]he main things which seem to me important on their own account, and not merely as means to other things, are knowledge, art, instinctive happiness, and relations of friendship or affection.” So, we know he doesn’t play soccer, where instincts are trained, where every touch of the ball follows naturally like a second nature, and where the best decisions are made in the split second without much process in the brain. Happiness is only an afterthought.