As someone whose interest in baseball had waned incredibly even by Little League age (where I, overweight and legally blind, essentially stood in the right outfield for hours at a time, usually so bored and disinterested in the game I was reduced to throwing my own mitt up in the air and catching it over and over again), my eyes didn’t exactly light up with glee at this one. And after thumbing through it and trying, really trying, to get started on reading the damn thing, I’m still of the opinion that N{}rb probably should have reviewed it. At least he would know what the fuck these dudes are talking about. I found the subtitle (“The Baseball Magazine for People Who Hate Baseball Magazines”) to be pretty inaccurate. That said, let me give you a rundown of Zisk’s contents in this issue. 1) An interview with Bill Janovitz (of Buffalo Tom) about music and baseball. 2) Something about how the current problems with the Red Sox are akin to Molly Ringwald’s unavailability in Pretty In Pink. 3) More stuff about baseball. I don’t know any of these people’s names. At all. 4) Fucking stats. Yeah, I’m vastly underqualified to review this thing. Did you know that “Unknown Zay” had 4 “BBs” in 1886? I don’t even know what a “BB” is. 5) A (presumably fake) interview with some dude at ESPN about their shitty sports coverage. Agh, fuck, forget this. There’s pages and pages of this stuff, and I can’t understand any of it. Look, if you’re reading Razorcake and you like baseball, you will probably love this zine to frickin’ death. Or maybe you’ll get pissed off by it. At the very least, it’s a zine about baseball, and you’ll understand it. –Keith Rosson (Zisk, 801 Eagles Ridge Rd., Brewster, NY 10509)