data-mm-id=”_1f6otvn87″>The metrics can evolve to become an advanced species, but the round-tripper is still the king of the baseball world. It's a binary event. Either something is a home run or it is decidedly not. In a world of gray and nuance, a ball's flight is judge, jury, and executioner. More times than not the carom off the bat is deemed insufficient of such marvel. There is nothing else like it in sports, where the defense tips their caps without moving a muscle to impede such a free trip through enemy territory. It's a classic bit in this American fabric, a blank canvas for symbolism among our more creative minds. The home run is mighty in force but quaint in the abstract. Mankind can go to space and go to every corner of the Internet and still the homer has …