It seems like everyone in this (country, continent, nation. Place. Whatever.) thinks that good enough is good enough.

As long as we do our best, I don't care if we win. Except then you lose. Oops. (Ten years in a row, guys? Seriously?)

As long as we can steer Sin away from the towns for a little while, the Crusaders are willing to make sacrifices. Except the town gets destroyed anyway. Double oops. (What – the Crusaders have been around eight hundred years and you still haven't beat it?)

As long as Spira is safe, the death of the Summoners is acceptable. Except ten years later Sin is back – triple oops. (Okay, now that's just depressing.)

Tidus knows better. In Blitzball, you play to win, so in Spira, Tidus fights to win. None of this 'good enough' crap. If Sin is going down, then it is staying down. And Tidus will be right there, one foot on its corpse, hands waving in the air and screaming "We won, we won, we won! Take that, you overgrown fish! Er…bird…monster…whatever!"

Yeah, he thinks to himself, watching the starry night sky. That's how it'll go.