The Houston Chronicle posts a number of excellent letters from Astros fans. Some can't watch anymore:

I didn't sleep much Monday night — lost in a flash of time that turned long-awaited ecstasy into swamping agony. Go Astros ... but forgive me if I can't bear to watch Game 6.

One was disappointed in the fans:

I am disappointed with the fans at Game 5 of the National League Championship Series. They all showed up with their "I BELIEVE" and 'I HAVE ALWAYS BELIEVED" signs, and all was well as long as the Astros were winning. But when the team really needed the fans in the bottom of the ninth, these same people were not cheering on the Astros. They were dead silent.

But the most eloquent asks them to forget destiny:

It's time for these professional gentlemen of leisure to throw Destiny off a cliff. Give me Roy and Roger and the Killer B's and the points over destiny. The Astros are not "Destiny's team." Who needs Destiny? She's a poor, uncaring, witchy woman!