Just had your car stolen? Well, shake it off and be the life of the party. Lost your job? Let's go to Disneyland.
Baseball is not unlike life. Lost opportunities sting. And linger.
If the Tigers come back from this and win the series, it will be remarkable. That would earn a World Series share for the team psychologist.
Their best shot is to find inspiration of their own, use what was right there in the middle of all the late-inning shock and awe. That would be Hunter's incredible effort to try to catch Ortiz's laser shot.
A 38-year-old man, taking on a wall in pursuit of a victory, risking life and limb, could be enough to draw on. If Pedroia breathes fire, Hunter has lots of it left in his belly.
"I'd die out there on the field," Hunter said, assuring all he would take some pain pills and show up Tuesday.
Manager Jim Leyland ought to lock the Tigers in the clubhouse an hour before Tuesday's game and play the tape of Hunter's try, over and over.
Then, he ought to play a tape of Hunter coming to bat in the next inning, the cut on the back of his head just starting to coagulate.
Still, even with that, the psychological edge belongs to the Red Sox. And Pedroia is breathing on the bat racks.