Future Ted: [v.o.] And that's when Aunt Lily realized what's great about sports. They take your mind off your troubles, if only for a moment. And deep down, we all needed that Perfect Week.
Ted: The second she sits down next to Swisher it's all over.
Marshall: Wait a minute! Aldrin's got a bead on her! She's running out of room. She dives, and... And I have no idea where she's going with this.
Woman: Oh, my God! Are you okay?
Lily: Yeah. Sorry, I'm such a klutz. Ow! Oh! Thanks. I think I twisted my ankle. Can you get me some ice?
Woman: Of course.
Marshall: Oh, my God. She did it! I guess there is no such thing as a jinx! [gasps]
[in Barney's imagination, a frustrated Jim Nantz stands up and knocks over a chair]