This Week in Milford

May 21, 2014


May 21, 2014


Hey y’all, I’m back!  Didja miss me? Doesn’t look like I missed too much, as Paul Dillon works on a perfect game. Did I mention it’s been a perfect game? This is the most excitement Marty’s had in the booth in ages! Can you see the light in his eyes? Or is that just the reflection of the Domino’s Pizza box he’s had delivered to his cage?


Gil and Kaz know it’s been a perfect game. Look at them jinxing their pitcher by talking about it. What’s that? Jinxing a no-hitter is an ancient fallacy, one which players, managers, announcers, and journalists denounced decades ago ( Well, where’s the fun in that?

Now how will Lucky Haskins screw this one up? With only five strikeouts in six innings Paul Dillon must be a pitch-to-contact kind of guy. Pitch-to-contact pitchers must rely on the prowess of their fielders more so than pitchers who can throw more strikeouts, either with guile or heat.  My guess is Lucky makes multiple bonehead fielding/throwing errors that allow the tying runs on base; Paul loses his cool then dishes up a tater to some Goshenite, losing not only his cool but his perfect game, no-hitter, and the game outright in the process.

I expect TWIM historians will fill us in on the efforts of Mudlark hurlers Ernie Peters and Joey Webb.

edit, Pantheon of Hair edition: Nice forelock on Kaz there.

edit 2: Emphasis on Marty’s dice-like irises for effect, Dean’s Comic Booth-style.

April 17, 2014

Triple Double Flop

Filed under: actual action, baseball, Coach Kaz, What the hell is going on here? — timbuys @ 7:54 am

April 17, 2014


Let’s just focus on panel two for today. How that ends up with Lucky belly flopping is beyond me. I guess he’s ‘lucky’ that he didn’t shatter his ankle doing whatever it is he did to fall in the first place.

Aw, heck. Let’s take a look at panel three as well. I must say that Coach Kaz’s mullet is particularly resplendent today. Regarding what Kaz is saying, it sure would help if we had any sort of context – we know Lucky drove in two with that first double depicted yesterday – for lauding Lucky’s actions.

Did he get thrown out after that last belly flop? Was it a blowout and Lucky was teeing off against the mop up squad for Central? In what ways was what happened to Lucky the result of his ‘luck’ (i.e., was each ‘good’ thing preceded by something ‘bad’)?

Inquiring minds and all of that…

April 2, 2014

Proud Flesh

April 2, 2014


It was just a couple of days ago when Rob commented “Whats he gonna do at bat on an inside pitch? You cant live on HBPs like Ron Hunt.” Well, it looks like Lucky’s gonna give it the old Milford try.

Where the hell is he standing, anyway? In fair territory, up the first base line?  Of course he’s gonna get drilled!

Nice double entendre from Lucky in P3, as his hip is not only self-congratulatory but also already developing new connective tissue and blood vessels as it heals.


March 22, 2014

Pak! Bink! Yowtch?

Filed under: actual action, baseball, Coach Kaz — timbuys @ 8:05 am

March 22, 2014


As Kaz hits fungoes with the world’s Milford’s longest bong – c’mon, Kaz that’s not a fungo bat, this is a fungo bat – we are treated to some amusing, though by no means all-time great, sound effects. Meanwhile, we do learn that Lucky indeed does throw right, which will be exceedingly relevant in the weeks to come because there is for sure no way that Lucky will in any way somehow be grievously injured. I mean, look at the guy! He already ducked out of the way from Kaz’s vicious backswing and the trajectory of that grounder ricocheting off of a stone in the poorly kept Milford infield clearly appears to be over Lucky’s head. Yes, even though he has one eye swollen shut, there is absolutely no reason whatsoever to think that anything untoward will happen to him.

March 20, 2014

You Keep Using That Word.

Filed under: Coach Kaz, exposition comics, Gil Thorp, Milford Idiots — timbuys @ 9:10 am

March 20, 2014


What does it mean to be Lucky? Shakespeare’s Hamlet spoke of suffering the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune and philosophers, poets, mystics and just plain folks such as us have often pondered the overwhelming determinacy of luck, fate, fortune, what have you, in the course of our lives.

Somewhat more prosaically, Lucky speaks of his own good fortune with respect to head butting a cabinet door so hard that his shiner has swollen his eye completely shut. Indeed, he believes that fortune nevertheless smiles upon him, stereoscopic vision being not nearly so important, apparently, as having his dominant (or remaining anyway) eye nearer to the pitcher. Let’s see how that works out when someone scorches a line drive straight at him…

Bonus point: I love that Lucky feels the need to tell Gil that he bats left handed. I wonder if he’s cross dominant, because a left handed throwing third baseman seems as though he’d be at an even greater disadvantage.

March 19, 2014

Unless Something Else Unspeakable Happens

March 19, 2014


Bob and Gil, just a couple of sweaty guys who finished pumping iron and are presumably about to hit the showers. What an odd time to send for ‘Lucky’…

And, without getting any further into speculating as to whether this plot is going to be loosely based on the horrors at Penn State, I’m going to turn my attention to the windows in panel three. I don’t know why but I am fascinated by them. I look around at the windows in my house and they are just so boring.* Energy efficient sure, but they have none of the elan, the whimsy, the je ne se quoi of the elaborate glazing at Milford High.

Yep, thinking about windows, so much less unsettling than the rest of the scene in panel three.

*Actually, the stained glass window in my front door is pretty cool, I guess.

March 18, 2014

Yowtch Time? I Was Specifically Told To Expect Ouch Time!

March 18, 2013


Lucky Haskins? Is that really his nickname or is that just how the coaches derisively refer to him behind his back?

We kinda sorta get a lineup strip today. I sure can’t recall if Lucky had previously been featured. A quick check of the archives shows that third had been handled by Miles Paris with Gary Bowers backing him up. So, I have to suppose Miles and Gary have moved on to that great community college in the sky and Lucky is coming in from the JV squad.

Wait, was anything I just wrote funny? No? I guess that is par for the course for me lately. We’ll just have to wait and see what antics develop with our antiquing hapless new third baseman.

February 26, 2014

I Admit I Still Got Nothing

Filed under: Boredom in Milford, Coach Kaz, Gil Thorp, Milford Idiots — timbuys @ 10:36 am

February 26, 2014


Sorry folks, but I can’t think of anything funny to say about today’s strip. I mean, Gil and Kaz’s matching bunched pants, beltbuckle and chunky watchband look is kind of goofy but not remarkably so by this strip’s standards. I did try to make some sort of joke based on some wordplay involving ‘hallway scuffle’ and ‘Harlem Shuffle’ but that didn’t really go anywhere before I reached my time limit for thinking about this stuff. As part of that ‘effort’ I did pull up this absolutely hilarious Rolling Stones video that I probably haven’t watched in at least twenty years, so here ya go:

Trust me, it’s out there. For my money, you can’t beat Charlie Watts’ deadpan mugging at about a minute twenty in to the video.

On that note, I’ll be heading out to beautiful Dripping Springs, Texas tomorrow where it’s been well over five years since the local distillery exploded. Here’s hoping the other folks pitching in on this have better luck at this over the next few days and that production of that sweet, sweet booze has indeed returned to normal.

« Newer PostsOlder Posts »

The Shocking Blue Green Theme. Create a free website or blog at


Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 40 other followers