10/24/11
Good thing Gil brought his own whiskey flask to pour into his industrial-sized jug o’ coffee, because “Sad Stories of Milford (now with crazy-angle flashbacks!)” is a pretty depressing thing to sit through.
10/25/11
Today, we can see Gil’s wheels turning, (while his chins are busy multiplyin’), as he contemplates the best way to produce a wacky new cable-access show “That’s Asperger’s!” Or perhaps he’s simply wondering “Wait…did that lady just say Poke a Mom?”
Meanwhile, I have a question for this so-called “Booster Club”: Where have you guys been for the last decade of poor coaching and questionable calls? Was the drunken, spaced out bald guy in the front row in charge for all that time? Perhaps it’s only when baldy was declared clinically dead this past spring that Wildcat took the reins of this fine, well-organized drinkin’ club. As long as he can continue to present himself with all the subtle nuanced charm of Hobart, I’m sure things will end for Mr. Cat. (And his new cable-access show “That’s Wildcat!”)
“I’m not running the booster club to watch our kids lose.”
Uh, I kinda thought you’d be running the booster club to raise funds for the various athletic programs, regardless of whether they’re winning or losing, but what the hell – maybe there’s something about booster clubs that i don’t know. Maybe people really do join the booster club to watch the kids win! In which case, anyone who’s lived in Milford for more than 20 minutes should have known they were in for a huge disappointment.
In other news, I think Tom Selleck is attending that booster club drinkin’ party.
Comment by jules — October 25, 2011 @ 7:49 am
It’s not like this is the Ohio State booster’s club. In big time programs a lot of these boosters get their jollies being associated with successful program so they can claim they have something to do with the success. This is some small time high school program with no recent track record of success. They can’t even make the “playdowns”. Wildcat, get a life. Still think his motive is to get his kid a scholarship. He could care less about Milford. He isn’t even an alum.
Comment by Bobby Joe — October 25, 2011 @ 8:38 am
The real reason Gil is on the outs with the booster club – There’s only two bottles of beer on the table at their meeting.
Thorp can’t be bothered to show up unless they have at least a handle of vodka.
Comment by Steve — October 25, 2011 @ 9:17 am
That’s my point. With his formal attire, Wildcat Maris is looking like Milford’s Ernst Stavro Blofeld.
Hronk! Count it! Foozle! Wak! Krak! Chud!
Comment by Dood — October 25, 2011 @ 9:57 am
Did this Wildcat character just magically appear out of nowhere? He’s head of the Booster Club, which usually requires a certain amount of seniority. But we haven’t seen him before this season, have we? I mean, Gil’s been losing for years now; where has Wildcat been?
From the Whigham Art Skool: Fun With Coffee Cups! First, Mrs. Abro is holding her cup with the handle facing away from her, like nobody ever does. But that’s nothing compared to Gil’s trick: levitating his cup by the sheer power of his knuckle.
Comment by jvwalt — October 25, 2011 @ 10:00 am
I’ll give the Whigrub combine this: They did peg some of the manifestations of AS accurately.
I’ll also give them this: that unlike Tom Batiuk in Funky Winkerbean, they don’t go on ad infinitum about the “school levy” and “pay-to-play” high school athletics. (Hobart must’ve gotten some of that out of their system.) The Mudlark Booster Club must be gettin’ it done; they could teach those Westview wimps a thing or two.
Comment by delvaldawg — October 25, 2011 @ 12:41 pm
Mrs. Abro: “That’s Asperger’s.”
Gil: “No, it’s Pikachu.”
Mrs. Abro: “Bless you.”
Comment by Dood — October 25, 2011 @ 2:16 pm
I may have Ass Burgers. I always turn my back on this strip.
Anyway, along with Tom Selleck, I think the creepy coach from a few years back from the Valley Tech pranksters is part of the booster club.
Billy Mays looks like he’s gonna get a slap down from that big freak hand.
Comment by Regina — October 25, 2011 @ 3:38 pm
how did gil go from gallon size cup to little teacup ? i dont think gil is paying attention to one word miss abro is saying . hes just thinking man this bitch has a long neck . foozle me once cant foozle me twice
Comment by mr12ozcan — October 25, 2011 @ 4:52 pm
In the preschool flashback frame, I’m dying to know what that krazy cartoon critter on the poster is saying.
A) “Reading is fun! Too bad you can’t do it yet! Haha!”
B) “Friends are our friends!”
C) “Remember, kids: wash your hands after picking your nose!”
Comment by jules — October 25, 2011 @ 5:25 pm
I dunno, jules, but I think the one to the left says “Madman Muntz.”
Comment by delvaldawg — October 25, 2011 @ 5:30 pm
Bill Maris is barking up a bad tree. As sure as Alpo Impenary will intercept any poorly thrown bobble-pass, before this story is through, Gil, Kaz or both will Beat. His. Ass.
Comment by sgtsaunders — October 26, 2011 @ 1:09 am
I was thinking the same thing about theKrazy Kat poster, Jules. Here’s one::
“Whatever! I do what I want” (Cartman from the “Freak Strike” episode)
Comment by Regina — October 26, 2011 @ 9:22 am
Old bald guy near the end of the table is like, “Hey, did he just slur ‘Booster Club?’ Drink, everyone!”
Tom Selleck is so not enjoying this cameo appearance.
Comment by Dood — October 26, 2011 @ 9:53 am
I’m beginning to think that Brody doesn;t really have Asperger’s Syndrome and that this is just an excuse to avoid playing for Gil Thorp’s crappy team.
Comment by Marty Moon Fan Club — October 26, 2011 @ 10:54 pm
Maybe Wildcat will team up with Sackodog and the Hat on cable. That would be Hronkerrific! FOOZLE!
Comment by Don, the Rebel without a Blog — October 27, 2011 @ 11:35 pm
Mom’s heart is broken because her son reads a book? Well, OK, whatever, maybe Wildcat will mend her broken heart. I await reading of thrilling Milford wins by one point to overcome those early-season losses, thanks to a kicking wonderkid who isn’t quite in the “real world” as defined by Gil Thorp. But that Brody knew everything about Pokemon but didn’t want to play it? Have you ever tried to “play Pokemon” with kids? Maybe Brody is smart enough to realize this is all just a dumb game. Brody Abro, I choose you!
Comment by Mudlarks Fan — October 28, 2011 @ 7:17 am
[...] Booster Club president WildHorse’s-Ass Maris passes along the latest intel to his collection of wax dummies. He’s been so busy gathering gossip, he only had time to change the shirt on one of them since the last meeting. [...]
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