So ol’ Mr. Yancey seems pretty damn insistent that everyone uses his nickname. I’m not sure why, but I’m starting to become a little bit afraid of him. He’s pretty much telling Gil he sucks at coaching right to his block-headed face, and in this town, that takes a lot of balls. Gil’s soulless stare in panel three makes me think the odds of him challenging the old guy to a wrestling match just significantly increased. But Gil better watch out. Clambake is no ordinary old dude. He’s Samuel L. Jackson in disguise!
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Totally excellent! But it just begs the age-old question: Who’s playing Gil?!
(Viggo Mortensen.)
Comment by jules — April 23, 2007 @ 9:10 am
Brilliant.
Comment by Tim Goral — April 23, 2007 @ 9:34 am
Wonderful! Hey, maybe Samuel L. Clambake could straighten out Brynna Blake with his chains-and-hot-pants therapy.
Extra bonus dialogue from panel 1:
Tall Guy: “Hey, I paid good money for my ‘Gil Thorp’ cameo, and McLaughlin hid my face behind this word balloon! I demand a refund!”
Boy: “Hey, Megan, wanna go under the bleachers an’ make out?”
Girl: “Tee hee. Sure, Bobby. Got any protection?” (Hmm… another customer for S.L. Clambake’s therapy…)
Comment by johnw — April 23, 2007 @ 9:38 am
Girl: “Tee hee. Sure, Bobby. Got any protection?” (Hmm… another customer for S.L. Clambake’s therapy…)
Sounds more like he’s a customer for Chase High’s mascot.
Comment by Ennui Willie Keeler — April 24, 2007 @ 4:18 am
Where is Clambake’s mouth?
Comment by sir douglas — April 24, 2007 @ 1:37 pm
[...] The players’ fascination with him has also moved past the confusing stage and into the realm of highly disturbing. Do these kids really crave a grandfatherly figure in their lives to tell rambling old-timey stories and give them uncomfortable back massages? Seems more likely that the old man is just an attention-starved hypno-masseuse. In any case, let’s consider this whole thing yet another vaguely interesting premise that’s been flushed down the toilet. I’ll just drift back to happier days a month ago when it was still a little bit fun. [...]
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