I spent the whole game bitching to a friend of mine who's a Cardinals fan, telling them the season was pretty much over, we were gonna be 9.5 out, we needed to get this game to build some momentum, and slowly and slowly and slowly we chipped away, but I refused to believe a win was possible until the moment Aramis stepped into the box with a man on. Probably the most pure ecstasy I've felt as a Cubs fan apart from a division clinching game.