Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for August 29, 1997
Nate: Time out. I need to talk to the pitcher. Listen, buddy...my new girlfriend is here at the game, and I need to impress her, if you could get my drift... I'll go get ready, and you make me look good, okay? Give me a nice fat one, right down the pike! Okay? Thanks, man! Pitcher: *throws baseball at Nate's back* doof!