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Harry Doyle:
Well, hello again, everybody! If you just tuned in—don’t touch that dial!—because the Houston Astros have turned Jacobs Field into their own personal fireworks display! Eighteen runs, nineteen hits, and folks… they’re still swinging!
Colin Cowherd:
Let’s stop pretending this was close. Cleveland jumped out early, sure—but that just woke Houston up. This is what elite teams do: they absorb a punch, then throw ten back. The Astros didn’t panic. They punished.
Harry:
Seven runs in the second inning alone! Seven! That’s not an inning—that’s a statement! And leading the parade was Xavier Garcia, who tonight looked like he was hitting with a beach ball and a howitzer.
Colin:
Garcia was inevitable. Five hits. Three home runs. Six RBIs in this game—and ten hits in the series. That’s not a hot streak; that’s ownership. When you talk about playoff stars, this is the guy who makes the other dugout start checking flight schedules.
Harry:
Everywhere you looked, Astros were rounding the bases! Triples! Homers! Line drives whistling past infielders like they had somewhere better to be! And when Kase Van Cleve cleared the bases in the third—my goodness!—even the hot dog vendors stopped to watch.
Colin:
Houston’s lineup is unfair when it gets rolling. You’ve got Garcia crushing souls, Berthiaume looming, Curtis delivering late, Noble adding damage—this is a lineup that doesn’t let pitchers exhale. Cleveland kept changing arms, and Houston just kept changing the score.
Harry:
The Indians made a run in the eighth—four runs, crowd comes alive—but by then the Astros had already put this one in a locked briefcase and mailed it express! Curtis even threw in a late home run for good measure, because why not?
Colin:
That Cleveland rally? Cosmetic. Houston had already decided the outcome. This was a series that felt like it would go three games—and then Game 3 arrived and Houston reminded everyone who they are: the most dangerous Wild Card team in the league.
Harry:
Final score—count ’em—18 to 9! The Astros win it, take the series two games to one, and they are headed to the Division Series! And if you’re keeping track at home, that’s Xavier Garcia tying a franchise playoff record with five hits! Five!
Colin:
Now here’s the part everyone’s missing: Anaheim had the bye. That’s nice. But Houston’s rolling. Rhythm beats rest in October more often than people admit. If I’m the Angels, I’m not thrilled. This is a confident, battle-tested team playing loose—and loose teams break favorites.
Harry:
So long from Cleveland, folks! The Astros are moving on, the bats are still warm, and somewhere out there… another pitching staff is getting very, very nervous!