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You'd think a 4-2 win in Salt Lake City would calm the nerves. It doesn't. And it probably shouldn't, in reality. Despite a showing that included 60 minutes of scintillating football (is that a trademarked phrase? Perhaps it should be) from Real Salt Lake and 30 minutes of less-than-desirable stuff, quaking in one's boots isn't out of the question. Confidence is a tricky thing, it seems. Even a 4-0 win would still give pause for thought. That's really the fun thing about this playoff format: Do well in the first leg and you still get to experience an inescapable feeling of dread. How privileged we are.