The Astros played like the amazing World Champion, comeback kids they really are.
I don’t know whether to love them or hate them right now. Their comeback in the eleventh inning was great for a big hell yeah, but it was their own senseless mistakes that made a comeback necessary. They were like the (perhaps apocryphal) pyromaniac fire fighter who sets the fire, just so he can be there for the fun of helping to put it out.
The Astros had thirteen hits tonight to the Rangers’ six, and yet at the end of nine innings the score was tied at five each.