I told someone before the second overtime began that following this team was like following the Red Sox - an exercise in how close can you possibly get to winning without doing so. I reminded him exactly what I said after Heaps' kick was saved. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. Whatever idiom you pick, this one hurts more than the other two did. We had a lead in this one. Before Houston scored, I said, "we have eight minutes to go, and we are notorious for giving up quick counter goals." Forgive me for being prescient. I need to go for a walk.