Rick Camp was a useful if nondescript major league pitcher for almost nine seasons, all with the Atlanta Braves. But nothing he did on the mound was even half as memorable as something he did at the plate in 1985, when the Fourth of July became the Fifth of July between his Braves and the New York Mets.
Zack Greinke is going to miss eight weeks, at least, thanks to the collarbone fracture he incurred Thursday courtesy of Carlos Quentin. Much of the conversation surrounding the incident, in which Greinke hit Quentin on the left bicep with a full count pitch to lead off the San Diego sixth, while the Los Angeles Dodgers led by a run, has hovered around just what sort of discipline Quentin should as opposed to would face.
So much for the fun stuff of the season’s first fortnight. Stuff such as the Atlanta Braves (so far) looking none the worse for Chipper Jones’s retirement. The Washington Nationals picking up where they left off in 2012. The Oakland Athletics doing likewise and to the tune of (so far) the American League’s best record. The New York Mets looking at least like they’re in every game (most of the time) and with a 5-4 early record. (For the Mets, that’s pennant-race respectable.) The Boston Red Sox shaking off 2012, the Empire Emeritus looking merely shaky.