7/4/12
“Fore!”
“Actually, Teddy, you only yell that on the course.”
“My name is Timmy. And where are we if we’re not on the course?”
“This is Putterz Rooftop Sports Lounge, Toddie. Looks like ya wet yourself again. You smell like piss…Go clean yourself up.”
“Timmy. You smell like my drunk grandpa.”
“Here’s a dollar, Billy. Go get me another vodka tonic after you clean your piss-pants.”
7/5/12
Rookie caddie Noah Boone is possibly a living custom bed maker. Or maybe he’s deceased. Or maybe he’s some kid who has tweeted 2,548 more times than Gil Thorp ever has. In any case, let’s keep an eye out for that mom of his, who appears to be digging a grave for her mysterious other son, Steve. But experts say that’s what you’re supposed to do.
7/6/12
You may still be speculating what the deal with Steve is. But it’s clear to me, when you’re the 68-year-old bass guitarist for the Lovin’ Spoonful, and still living at home with your mom, you likely have a myriad of problems. Steve is like Marty Moon on acid. So…like Marty Moon.
7/6 panel 2. Who’s who? 2 caddies, 1 golfer?
panel 3. Who’s who? Is that horizontal carry for real?
didn’t they do a bit of training before sending Noah out on the course?
Comment by Dale — July 6, 2012 @ 3:00 pm
If they were going to go with a Wounded Warrior story line — and I’m guessing here — for Steve, wouldn’t it have made some kind of sense to have it in full swing by July 4? Oh, wait, that would have required baseball and softball seasons to end, well, during baseball and softball season.
Comment by J.D. Springer — July 6, 2012 @ 3:34 pm
7/4 P2 Gil: “Actually Teddy, I’m only thinking about my next vodka tonic. However, that grip ya got there’s gonna come in handy once you hit puberty!”
Comment by semperfi4evr — July 6, 2012 @ 3:44 pm
Do you think this summer story will be bad for readership?
No, a boon!
Comment by Moon Mullins — July 6, 2012 @ 4:09 pm
Sorry, Whigrub, I don’t care about another summer golf plot and you can’t make me.
I do have to wonder out loud what the fall’s football angle will be. With the effects of concussions on players prominent in the news, will Milford field a multiply-concussed player? Will that player’s living-vicariously-through-his-child’s father object to his son’s Gil-ordered benching? Will I use more hyphens in this post?
Or will Kaz turn out to be another Jerry Sandusky?
Comment by teenchy — July 7, 2012 @ 8:32 am
“Bad news, Dude, I think I sprained my ankle back there. Plus, I accidentally dumped all my guy’s clubs in the pond because I’m carrying his bag sideways.”
I’m hoping Steve is the Boone family’s pet ferret, suffering a profound case of PTSD after a close encounter with Marmaduke.
Comment by John Walters (@johnswalters) — July 7, 2012 @ 10:04 am
I’m waiting for a Boone-foozle.
Comment by Dood — July 10, 2012 @ 7:43 am
“Actually, Teddy, you only yell that on the course — Owww! Sonofa*$#@%!”
Comment by Dood — July 10, 2012 @ 7:45 am