A RUN! A RUN!
DOGS AND CATS, SLEEPING TOGETHER, MASS HYSTERIA!
A RUN! A RUN!
DOGS AND CATS, SLEEPING TOGETHER, MASS HYSTERIA!
And Chas strikes out to end that particular threat.
End 3, 5-1.
And my cable just went out, so I think God is watching out for my best interests.
They cry, for even the gods themselves can’t help them
And the Astros wept, seeing as they had no more offensive ineptitude to conquer.
Couldn’t fully stay away. Astros have em juiced with nobody out, Yordan coming up. Wonder how they get zero here?
2 runs on one swing!?
Hey Siri, did the Astros get a hit with the bases loaded?
Fuck yeah!!
Pop up and a pair of K’s end up but Astros get two. It’s 5-3 after 5
Hey Siri, did the Astros get a hit with the bases loaded?
Fuck yeah!!
Ruled an error, which was pretty tough given how hard Yordan smoked it
My estimate is exit velo of approximately 1,000,000 MPH
1st and 3rd and nobody out and got dick out of it.
Just brutal when you’re struggling so much to score.
Surely you can’t expect the checks notes 4, 5 and 6 hitters to push one across there?
Contreras comes in and has absolutely no clue where the ball is going
To even get a ball out of the infield. Insanity.
Remember when “Chas McCormack, regular starter” was a good thing?
Alas, alas those days of yore.
We do not live there anymore.
Hitting caves again.
As does Gusto - 6-3
Montero gets a 1-2-3 ninth, so at least that’s something.
And that’s all, for your 2-4 Astros.