The Giants ... well, I think we should just go back to the All-Star Game and start over.
The 162-game season will kill you. Over and over again. The ups, the downs. Your team comes back against their closer in the ninth inning. Your closer blows a save against their team in the ninth inning. There are so many times when you hope for the three-run homer in the late innings, and it never comes. Except that once, that sweet once, when it does and everything is perfect.
Which is to say, if you take these individual games too seriously, you’ll never make it through the season.