There are tough losses. And then there is the kind of loss the Reds suffered on Sunday: It's like when you're out for a walk on a beautiful sunny day and you see the cutest little puppy who greets everybody with its tail wagging 100 mph and then you go up to say hello ... and the puppy growls in your face. You suddenly feel empty, devoid of the joy you felt just a few seconds prior.
I'm guessing that's how Reds fans felt in the bottom of the eighth inning.
Heartbreaking isn't the right word for a game like this.