It breaks your heart.  It is designed to break your heart.  The game begins in

spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the

afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and

leaves you to face the fall alone. 

 

~A. Bartlett Giamatti, "The Green Fields of the Mind," Yale Alumni Magazine, November 1977