This Week in Milford

December 11, 2014

Remember the Mudlarks

December 11, 2014

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Mark your calendars. Remember this date. After fifty-six years, the Milford Mudlarks have finally won a state championship in football.

Let’s just savor that for a moment. That moment could, given the time dilation we’ve seen in this strip in this past week on Earth, last a day or a week but will probably just last two more days so that the basketball arc can start on Monday.

There are a few unanswered questions in today’s strip: for example, when did the clock run out? Did Milford even bother with the extra point? How did Pius XI ## 10 and 29 go from being almost directly behind Jarrod to approaching him from a near 90-degree angle? How slow are those two Popes, anyway?

There’s also the little matter of True’s shoulder injury which, taken in combination with his earlier ankle injury, could very well destroy his chances at college ball but raise the likelihood of his return in a couple of years as an unpaid quarterbacks coach on Gil’s staff.

No, let’s just bask in the aura of that Mudlark title at least for today, then. I fully expect at least one strip filled with a Jarrod/True mutual lovefest before this wraps up, but we at least can speculate how else the Milford gridiron championship will be celebrated. Victory parade ending at The Bucket? A round on Art Standish at the Coffee Cantina? Gil telling Marty to suck it on live radio?

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24 Comments »

  1. As the team celebrates their victory Twue lies in a heap back at the five yard line. That promising collegiate carrier at that national powerhouse, Miami of Ohio, in doubt.

    Surely Jaroo has dreamed of this moment of personal glory since the 3rd grade so he will ride off on the shoulders of his teammates while Twue fades into the background.

    Comment by Bobby Joe — December 11, 2014 @ 8:29 am

  2. Milford Mudlark Record Book.xlsx will wait until tomorrow. Today’s for celebration, yes?

    Seriously, though, I really enjoy this strip when the season is larger than that season’s “story”. When that happens, Gil Thorp is unique on the comics page if not across major media.

    Comment by billytheskink — December 11, 2014 @ 8:30 am

  3. Hey! “State Champs!”, and in no way do my personal financial challenges diminish this remarkable accomplishment.

    If the final is 24-21, I cover the spread and drinks all around (all weekend)! If, however, they skipped the PAT then 23-21 and I’m playing a harp with Stowe.

    This must be a league where a blocked PAT is dead and cannot be returned by the defense.

    Comment by G-Man — December 11, 2014 @ 8:44 am

  4. Time for commemorative t-shirts…

    Comment by vaganova — December 11, 2014 @ 8:49 am

  5. IN

    Comment by G-Man — December 11, 2014 @ 8:53 am

  6. We need Verne Lundquist and not Marty Moon. “Yes, sir!”

    I’m down for commemorative T-shirt.

    Comment by Dood — December 11, 2014 @ 9:02 am

  7. Until I see a trophy presentation tomorrow, I’ll spend the next 24 hours wondering if there isn’t an as yet unseen yellow flag on the field somewhere. One that Marty chucked from the press box in order to stick it to Gil.

    Comment by J-Walk — December 11, 2014 @ 9:06 am

  8. Hold the celebration. Could there be a flag on the play? Someone must have held. Is True faking another injury so Jarrod could be hero? It’s only Thursday. This game ain’t over!

    Comment by Jive Turkey — December 11, 2014 @ 9:25 am

  9. Where’s Keith Jackson when you need him?

    Comment by FoolyRain — December 11, 2014 @ 9:58 am

  10. I share the other commenters suspicions that something will go wrong, but I think that’s just from reading too much Funky Winkerbean. No, this is the real deal. The narration box wouldn’t lie to us. I especially like how number 81 looks like he’s ready to drop it like it’s hot. Bust a move young fellow! Oh, and stay away from the poetry just in case there is some sort of Winkerbeanism going on here…

    Comment by timbuys — December 11, 2014 @ 10:28 am

  11. Darn, my html skills failed me.

    Comment by timbuys — December 11, 2014 @ 10:38 am

  12. We’ve learned over the years to be suspicious of good fortune in Mfnrd (to cite the hobbit aphorism, “This is unnatural and will have to be paid for.”) But it does look legit, though if I were there I would be madly scanning for penalty flags too. On a complicated and unusual play like this one there is almost always a hold or a clip.

    Comment by vaganova — December 11, 2014 @ 11:27 am

  13. Probably right about narration box declaring them state champs. If it was Marty stating that it would be possible there is a flag on the field. We’ll see tommorrow .

    Comment by Jive Turkey — December 11, 2014 @ 11:35 am

  14. Milford player #1: “We’re state champs!”:
    Milford player #2: “Yeah! And the best part … WE GOT TO STAY IN A HOTEL!”

    Comment by Philip — December 11, 2014 @ 11:39 am

  15. Someone say t-shirts? Something like THIS?

    I’m open for suggestions.

    Comment by G-Man — December 11, 2014 @ 12:28 pm

  16. Yes, actually something very much like that, G-Man…

    Comment by vaganova — December 11, 2014 @ 12:47 pm

  17. The swerve ending would be: Flag on the play, True called for an illegal block, Jarrod blames True for stealing his moment of glory, True is rushed to the hospital where they have to amputate his arm. He then joins the One-Armed Brigade on the Milfukd coaching staff. The embittered Jarrod quits the team and starts doing drugs. Art sues the Milford school district for medical malpractice.

    Meanwhile, Gil and Mimi cozy up for a holiday beverage by the fire, their children nowhere to be seen.

    Comment by John S. Walters — December 11, 2014 @ 1:37 pm

  18. Oh, and that kid in panel 3 isn’t sweating from exertion — he’s got a rampaging case of MRSA, which will quickly spread through both teams.

    Comment by John S. Walters — December 11, 2014 @ 1:38 pm

  19. I haven’t posted here in a long time. I just had to stop by and celebrate the State Championship with everyone! Check it! Count it! BONK! HRONK! FOOZLE!

    Comment by Don, the Rebel without a Blog — December 11, 2014 @ 3:40 pm

  20. Pending the rest of the week’s excitement, and possibly better MartyArt, here’s what I have for a T-Shirt design. You can mail your interest to: mudlark (at) reallyfc .dot. com

    I’ll put it up on ebay as a BuyItNow once I gauge interest. STATE CHAMPS BAY-BEE!

    Comment by G-Man — December 11, 2014 @ 5:36 pm

  21. G-Man, you’re going to be swamped. You might have as many as fifteen orders!

    Comment by vaganova — December 11, 2014 @ 5:42 pm

  22. Unsung hero – Don Stebbins, whose 42-yard field goal last week (!) is the difference. Otherwise its overtime and a January finish. Pretty weak effort by the Popes on the final lunge; no diving at his ankles or anything? Just watching? Shameful. Congrats anyway; being a blogger fpr this strip makes it more fun and feels like we were a part of it. Its not the destination, its the journey. Cheers!

    Comment by robmize2013 — December 11, 2014 @ 5:49 pm

  23. Well said, robmize2013, and yes, there is a sense of vicarious participation. For all our sarcasm I think we secretly have kind feelings toward Mfnrd.

    It’s a good observation about the Vatican boys’ tackling, too. Other than for the mutual TKO by True and the star linebacker, the Pius boys seem to have fallen into what Lombardi derided as “Grab, grab, grab…” Maybe they really did wear down, as Gil predicted. Certainly if you are out on your feet you are less likely to make a desperation dive.

    Comment by vaganova — December 11, 2014 @ 8:17 pm

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