Scott Linebrink

The bullpen gate swung open, and I ran toward the mound in the top of the 13th inning, score tied, season on the line. Four innings earlier, we'd been three outs from the playoffs. Instead, the game slipped away one bad-luck hit at a time, and by the bottom of the 13th, it was over. The clubhouse sat in silence until Michael Bourn spoke. "Don't ever forget what this feels like," he said. I didn't.