Gil receives the bad news that his left fielder, and competition for the English teacher’s affections, is not going anywhere. It’s apparent he wasn’t expecting this, as Gil made the conscious decision to wear his sexy date clothes today, instead of, you know…coach clothes. At least I don’t think “skin-tight black shirt and ass-hugging slacks” is normally what a high school coach wears to a game. In fact, I’d wager Gil didn’t even realize there was a game this afternoon…Having spiffed himself up, and fresh with several clever “Paradise Found” double entendres in his pocket, he was on his way over to put the moves on Christina Fifield. But on his way, he stupidly walked by the Oakwood baseball diamond and got caught…( “Oh crap…we’re playing again? Double crap…they saw me! Eh dammit. I guess I better go over there and pretend to stretch. Sigh…”)
I like how Whigham has continued the tradition of “Marty Moon panels with weirdos in the background.” Today’s background weirdo: Some guy who wore his jammies to the game and just woke up when Marty started screaming about something. I look forward to the day when Whigham’s background weirdos start getting sex changes between games.
Shockingly, Gil is still around in the seventh inning of this game. Gasless Andrew Gregory has completely worn down the mound, and is visibly upset about it. Understandably so, as it’ll now take him $72 to fill up his tank again.