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The difference in the Mariners broadcast vs. the Astros broadcast for this grand slam is one of the funniest things you'll ever hear

Unless you are a fan of the Houston Astros or one of them unoriginal New York Yankee haters, anything bad that happens to the Trashstros likely brings you great joy. Boy, do we have something for you if that's the case.

On Monday night, Houston was holding on to an 8-7 lead over the Seattle Mariners in the bottom of the eighth. Stepping to the plate with two outs and the bases loaded was Dylan Moore, who worked the count to 1-1 against lefty reliever Brooks Raley. On the next pitch, Raley hung an 86-mph meatball and Moore unleashed holy hell on it, his go-ahead grand slam giving the Mariners an 11-8 lead and yielding one of the more electric calls of the season from the Mariners broadcast booth. Enjoy one of the more fun highlights of the season:

Simply divine. Straight to the veins. You hate to see it. All the other overused internet cliches. And yes, the Mariners did go on to win the ball game, which pulled them within one game of the second wild card and within six games of the AL West Division lead, which the Astros own. But that gap was much bigger before Seattle's recent four-game winning streak, so this was obviously a very key game. 

If you thought all that was good, wait until you hear the call of the grand slam from the Astros' broadcast booth, which doubled as commentary for a funeral. Now this, THIS needs to be pumped directly into the veins. THIS you really hate to see/hear:

Awwww, what a shame.