I have followed the Giants longer than any other team, including Cal. First game in 1959, at old Seals Stadium. In 1962 I was out in the street with my neighbor jumping up and down and yelling that the Giants had won the pennant. Perhaps the heartbreak in that last game prepared me for years of Cal fandom. I will admit that this year was not as emotional as two years ago, and I am still a bit numb about all of this. I don't think anything can replace the surprise of two years ago, and this doesn't necessarily make up for the failure of Cal football, but I will take it.