This Week in Milford

May 28, 2014

Windows to the Soul?

May 28, 2014


Well maybe Amy’s milkshake (or The Bucket’s) won’t bring Lucky to the yard after all. He’s just gonna stay home and rest his ey-  DEAR MOTHER OF GOD WHERE ARE HIS EYES???!!!1!?  Did he gouge them out in a depressed fit of self-mutilation? Did they explode one too many times? Did he take them out with his contacts? Is he pushing them back into his skull in P3, or does he just now realize he can’t see and is feeling around for them?

Horror movies in general don’t freak me out, with one notable exception: Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds. I saw it when I was a kid and it scarred me for life. Was it the idea that nature could turn itself lethally upon man at any moment, seemingly without provocation? No, it was probably when Melanie came upon farmer Dan’s body, his eyes pecked out by the birds. If you haven’t seen that scene I’ll spare you that image and leave you with a slightly less traumatizing one.

Anyway it was that scene from The Birds that first sprang to my mind when I saw the image of Lucky’s empty eye sockets. Honestly, it’s got me so spooked I can’t even begin to contemplate what demons are causing young Conrad to spiral into a darkness far deeper than one might think he’d spiral after losing a perfect game for some southpaw junkballer.



  1. The scary part is when you transition from “I can easily fight off several birds (or rats, or gremlins).”
    to “Thousands of them! I’m screwed.”

    Comment by Dale — May 28, 2014 @ 8:32 am

  2. Ah. Lights going on. The ever-resilient Lucky has a breaking point after all. The rest of the spring has been prologue.

    Comment by vaganova — May 28, 2014 @ 10:02 am

  3. Does anybody else remember a plot from perhaps the seventies or eighties, when a Mfnrd football star became seriously depressed? I remember he was a Tex-Mex fan, and that as he was sinking he went off camping alone. There was some alarm over the possibility of suicide but as I remember he recovered or at least began treatment.

    Comment by vaganova — May 28, 2014 @ 5:26 pm

  4. The team, uh, the team won, right? I mean I never came anywhere close to doing something like throwing a perfect game (nor, for that matter, have I ever come anywhere near to doing somthing like screwing up someone else’s perfect game), but to the extent that Paul seemingly let Lucky off the hook, what is the big deal?

    To feel this bad about the situation, I’d think it would have to be the case that Lucky intentionally blew the play and is now feeling remorse. Otherwise, as Vaganova is suggesting, this may be indicative of some sort of deeper seated emotional issues for our erstwhile happy go lucky Conrad.

    Comment by timbuys — May 28, 2014 @ 7:53 pm

  5. Bubba Joe Tildwell was the all-state football player with depression. His sister was a soccer player. Bubba Joe was “saved” by a less-than-attractive girl. He was the last great football player Milford had!

    Comment by Milfordian — May 28, 2014 @ 8:43 pm

  6. Milfordian, thank you. Tell me, when Bubba Joe and the “less than attractive girl” met, did they go for Tex-Mex, and did he observe “Ah knew we’d hit it off?”

    Comment by vaganova — May 28, 2014 @ 11:29 pm

  7. You were close, vaganova! I guess they went Sophocles (Oedipus Wrecks?) instead of Aristotle, but eh — still Classics.

    Comment by lauramac — May 29, 2014 @ 9:14 am

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