The Astros are too kind to say the Game Four Yankees looked like they had Abbott catching Costello, the four Marx Brothers in the infield, the Three Stooges in the outfield, Charlie Chaplin coaching first base, Buster Keaton coaching third, and the cast of legendary radio dumb fest It Pays to Be Ignorant in the bullpen. With Allen Funt (Smile! You're on Candid Camera!) managing them.
Whom will the Yankees resemble in Game Five? Will it be sock-it-to-me time in the south Bronx with the Yankees throwing their own buckets of water over each other? Maybe they'd pratfall to the mound, the bases, the outfield, hollering "Live from New York---it's Friday night!!"
Will James Paxton pitch or serve up cloudy with a chance of meatballs? And will tonight's Justin Verlander be the Hall of Famer in waiting who enters Game Five with a lifetime 2.89 ERA when he faces the same team twice in a postseason contest and a lifetime 1.05 ERA in three previous lifetime shots at closing out a postseason series before his short-rest division series fourth game?