Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for July 16, 2000
NATE: (THOUGHT) Man, nothing ever happens out here in right field! NATE: SPITSY! What are you doing here, you dumb dog? Scat! Go home! No! Don't come on the field, you idiot! Spitsy! Knock it off, you fleabag! I'm in the middle of a game! CRACK! NATE: Leggo. You stupid Mutt! I gotta catch the ball! I gotta catch the ball! CLOMP! Ptoo!