Summer is a season of play, and baseball—with all due respect to lacrosse, and that other low-scoring game with the balls and the nets—is its game. Baseball is a lazy, slow affair, with no clocks determining when a player should and should not be on the field. The action occurs in spurts, and the time that passes between them is more than sufficient for chatting about favorite players, hunting down beverages, idly swatting at bothersome flies, or doing a load of laundry. Baseball is the pastime, the greatest way to kill an afternoon this great nation... More >>>