If you want to know how it all went down last night, you could do worse than to read my main man MRhé's accounting of the game. Pay particular attention to point (8), toward the very end.
After all was said and done, I got up in shocked silence and went into my room. I forced myself to read some of Heretic so that I wouldn't relive any of the heartbreaking moments in the game. I fell asleep at about 12:30 and when I woke up this morning I had none of the same despair I felt after Game 7 of the ALCS or even after the Red Sox had lost games 1 and 2 of this series.
I guess I'm able to appreciate that it was one of the best games I'll ever see, results be damned. It was just so much fun to watch especially since I had some True Fans to cheggidout with—props to Jon & Bryan (who managed not to boot in my bathroom). Plus, the season is still in full swing. I mean those boys played tooth and nail baseball with the hottest team in the league for 13 innings!
BRING IT ON!