3/8/13
Here at This Week in MIlford, we would be remiss in not revelling the implications of perviness in Panel 1. Yes, of course, to those not skilled in looking for bizarre innuendo, it simply looks like a trainer escorting two injured players off the court (one holding a chicken cutlet to her head and the other with an eggroll taped to her shoulder). But given the putrid peacock infested winter we’ve had to endure up to this point, it’s impossible not to geek out and make as many “Jean Luc Picard escorts a couple unerage girls out to his ‘training van’” comments as possible. C’mon, Trainer Rick Scott even donned some mysterious back brace or truss of some sort. What gives? It could be an innocent fanny pack with a few more food items for any subsequent injuries, but let’s go with Sex Utility Belt.
“Sorry, Mimi. They’re done for the night. But I’m just gettin’ warmed up!”
Wait, there’s more. The Tilden Squad features the Valeey Conference’s only conjoined twins athletes, The Squint Sisters. What they lack in mobility, they make up for in wing span.
Boys. Clicking. Woo. Hoo.
Yup, dem goyls gonna git full gyno exams; if nuttin’ else Scotty be thorough. Ya canna be too careful.
Comment by semperfi4evr — March 8, 2013 @ 8:49 am
All this just to watch Tilden go a-waltzing into the playdowns? Hey, if Ric Scott’s ‘training van’ is a rockin’…
Comment by Dood — March 8, 2013 @ 9:40 am
Again, there’s a wall right behind the basket! Talk about safety hazards – those girls got off light; wait’ll the breakaway collison full-on into the wall by the peacock kid. You think he saw a peacock before, now he’s seeing 3.
Comment by Rob — March 8, 2013 @ 11:55 am
I love how conveniently Whigrub write the teams out of the playdowns. No Milford teams can actually win unless, y’know, nothing’s on the line. It’s like Funky Winkerbean without the cancer, unless I actually missed a cancer story arc in there somewhere.
Comment by teenchy — March 9, 2013 @ 7:46 am