Over the Hedge by T Lewis and Michael Fry for June 21, 2015

Hammy must be the pitcher !

the giants never hacked the houston astros unlike the garbage team called the st louis cards.

I don’t think I’ve ever read a comments section on this site where all prior commenters seemed to be so, well, off base.Hammy is not the pitcher. Madison Bumgarner, last year’s World Series winner even though the trophy went to the San Francisco Giants, is.The comment about hacking into the Astros database has absolutely zero relevance to this strip.Mad Bum is a pitcher. A picture is a photograph.

Those who complain that baseball is too slow a game simply do not understand it. They fail to realize that each pitch is a complete play. Defenders move before, during and after a pitch. Any runners on base do the same, and affect how the defenders move. As the count changes with each pitch, so do the dynamics of that specific contest between pitcher and batter. Decisions are made regarding type of pitch to throw, and where to try to throw it with respect to the strike zone. Managers are making decisions as to both offensive and defensive plays to run with each pitch, depending on the totality of the circumstances of the game and the at-bat. The fielders too are making decisions with each pitch about what to do if the ball is hit to them, depending on whether it is hit on the ground or in the air and how hard it is hit. The batter is making decisions with each pitch as to what he might be trying to do offensively; hit to a particular area of the field, bunt or take a full swing, try for a home run, a hit, or a sacrifice of some sort. Myriad calculations are going on in the heads of everyone involved with each pitch, and a wide range of decisions arise from all those calculations. This is why it is called “the thinking man’s game.”

Now that was a great Father’s Day gift. Thanks Lewis & Fry.

As a long-time Braves partisan, I always appreciate pitching excellence, even when we are on the receiving end. Bumgarner is the real deal, on a par with Kershaw and Scherzer. Don’t know much about the designated pitchers in the other league.

Those calls are the sounds of summer to me. Summer when my dad, on a rotating shift, was home on some afternoons. We closed the blinds to keep cool, he sat in “his” chair (in which my younger brother now watches ballgames) and I would bring a beer out to him while he mowed the lawn between pitches. Never understood the game, but love the "music’ of the calls, the bat smacks, and the crowds in the background.

Exploding soccer balls? Now that I’d watch.