It is fascinating to me, over the last two years, how "un-fun" the postseason has been. Even Moose's walk-off in Game 1 of the NLDS felt more like a relief. Winning Game 6 felt like it brought another day of nervous tension. There's wonder in that tension for sure, and I hope we get more of it, but the playoffs remind you how cruel and random baseball can be. I mean a weird HBP and a broken bat single turned that WC game. By the way, in Game 7 of the 2001 WS series, Craig Counsell came up with runners at 2nd and 3rd in a tie game against Mariano Rivera. He got hit on the hand. Luis Gonzalez then hit a little flair to win it. Baseball is weird. That's why I love it. That's why it breaks my heart. I don't remember anybody being really dejected when the Brewers got punked by the Phillies in '08. We treated the WC clinch like a pennant. We're greedy now. The entire last week of that season was such a roller coaster - Wes Helms helping the Brewers get a playoff spot. For me at least, the Ben Sheets injury really took the wind out of my sails. Had the team had CC & Sheets, I would've loved their chances to win it all that year.