That sums up what a baseball game can be. At once blissful and enraging.
It was the blissful type of game that saw Jake Arrieta return from injury and look really good, while the Cubs built a modest early lead.
It was the enraging type of game that saw the Cubs blistering the ball repeatedly against Zach Davies – stat line be damned, he had nothing tonight – and turn up nothing as the balls found gloves.
It was the enraging type of game that saw the Cubs give up the lead in the 7th inning after a confluence of two-out walks, horribly missed strike calls, and an improvident decision to switch out the team’s elite defensive right fielder.
It was the enraging type of game that saw the Cubs immediately get two free baserunners in the 8th inning, only to see Anthony Rizzo uncharacteristically extend his own strike zone and then Willson Contreras hit another 95+ mph exit velocity ball right into a double play.
It was the enraging type of game that saw the Brewers take the lead in the 8th inning after the Cubs made terrible pitch sequence decisions to Domingo Santana, completely fell asleep on him at second base as he easily stole third, and then he scored on a single.
And yet it was the blissful type of game that saw the Cubs get the tying run on base to lead off the 9th thanks to an inexplicable replay decision that went in their favor, and then tie the game when Javy Baez singled after being down to the team’s final strike.
It was the blissful type of game that saw Wade Davis wiggle out of a bases-loaded, one-out jam in the bottom of the 9th, setting the stage for a two-run Kris Bryant homer in the 10th inning. (Not without a dose of rage when the Cubs managed to turn a first and third, nobody out situation into a bizarre double play.)
It was the blissful type of game that saw the Cubs increase their NL Central lead to 4.5 games, and shrink their magic number to just six.
I need to sleep after that.