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Never mind Roger Clemens vs. Mike Piazza - if the Rocket was trying to hit the Mets' Big Bad Blonde with that broken bat, Piazza would have spent the off-season in surgery. And never mind National League v. American League, senior circuit vs. junior circuit - any real All-Star rivalry between the leagues (and it was always tenuous at best) has long since evaporated in a haze of free agency and interleague play...
...field, an impossibly huge and bright emerald with a diamond eye. The Bosox stunk back then, and this was all for the good, because the sparse crowd allowed the sounds of the game to be immediate, hollow. The ball thumped into the mitt and cracked off the bat. I remember leaping to my little feet as the game's first fly ball ascended. Dad knowingly commentated, "Can-a-corn." The out must have traveled all of a hundred feet...
...about shopping, heads for Souvenirs, which is taking its signal to close from the National Anthem, now being sung. The young man locking the door lets her in, and I join the others after picking up our tickets. Caroline, of course, wants everything in sight. I veto a small bat, which I imagine her using on her infant brother Jack, and also a souvenir ball because it's too hard. In consolation she winds up with a bright red bear wearing a Spinners T-shirt...
Bonds has always had good power numbers, but his emergence, at 36, as the game's premier long-ball hitter is inexplicable. In 2000 the Giants moved into Pac Bell Park, whose cozy right-field dimensions (307 ft. down the foul line) were designed with Bonds' left-handed bat in mind. Still, half of his home runs this year have come on the road. "I think it's harder to hit home runs in Pac Bell than it was in Candlestick," Bonds says of the Giants' old windswept home. "If I get to 50 this year, I'll be happy...
...Porcine Panic," by Andy Merrill and Jason Little seem to have spied on my bathroom with the realistic portrayal of an Aquaman doll's bathtub struggle with a piggy handpuppet. Tony Millionaire and Chip Kidd turn in a masterfully sardonic "The Bat-Man." Colored an antique tea-stain brown, with a mood reminiscent of the 1930s horror movies, Bruce Wayne becomes a creepy, eccentric playboy who flies around in his "bat-gyro." Another stand-out, Ellen Fornay and Ariel Bordeaux imagine "Wonder Woman's Day Off," when she skips out for a cappuccino and a poetry slam, with...