Oh, how sweet it is to write those words. The Giants pull off a dramatic and historic win, hitting home runs in both the 9th and 10th innings to beat the Padres in San Diego 5-3. They had not pulled off a feat like that since 1986. The Dodgers, bless them, lost to the Rockies. The Giants have played baseball about as poorly as it can be played at the major league level. The win percentage, the loss of a 9-1/2 game lead in mere weeks, and the futility on both sides of the ball reached epic status. The Giants didn't shrink from having a bad run--they embraced it fully, as a team, when it came. They wrote new chapters in the annals of losing. And after all that, after throwing away a month of baseball while their rivals were turning on the jets, they are a mere half-game out of first place. It seems inconceivable, but there they are. One win certainly does not stop a streak, and I really thought The Freak's no-hitter was that "spark" the team would respond to. But this was certainly a big win nonetheless. Speaking of The Freak, he goes tomorrow afternoon.