I can honestly say that I can't remember a more frustrating loss in all my years as a Cardinals fan than the one suffered Thursday night against the Dodgers.
Last night I woke up at 2 a.m. and just couldn't get back to sleep. The bottom of the ninth kept replaying in my head no matter how hard I tried to stop it.
I feel terrible for Adam Wainwright, who was absolutely fantastic for eight innings. I wish he could have gone one more inning and we wouldn't be talking about this. When outfielder Matt Holliday dropped the fly ball that would have been the final out of the game, Wainwright would have buckled down and found a way to get one more hitter out. Ryan Franklin began to crumble and I doubt many Cardinals fans expected the game to go any other way than how it turned out after that.
But it was obvious in the bottom of the eighth that Wainwright was pitching on guts alone. I don't think there is any way he could have gone another inning.
While Franklin's work was terrible, the Birds could have avoided this whole mess if they just hit better with runners in scoring position. It shouldn't have been 2-1 in the ninth. It should have been a three or four-run lead.
This has been an awfully bitter pill to swallow. I have no doubt that the Cardinals are the better team on paper. What a horrible time to go ice cold.