This Week in Milford

December 13, 2016

A Rare Evening (Also In Color) Post, And As The Plot Warms Up…

Filed under: ?, Gil Thorp — timbuys @ 6:15 pm

December 14, 2016

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I guess we’re all going to have to just be fine with whatever is going on with the different colored t-shirts and how they confusingly signal who is speaking to whom in the nominal dialogue. In any case, it’s a nice distraction from the fact that the interrogator in panel one appears to be hoisting a large pumpkin.

I’m sure Gil’s tone in panel three is supposed to be some sort of admixture of Lombardi and Patton, but I prefer to read it in a Dennis Hopper in Hoosiers voice.

Bonus Point: Mad shoutout to the Chicago Red Stars! Are Rubin and Whigham trying to tell us something?

Minus Point: Gentlemen, not gents?

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16 Comments »

  1. “Gather ’round, gentlemen, we’re going to run the old ‘picket fence’.”

    Now you’re going to have me always imagining Gil speaking in the Hoosier-Hopper voice — well, at least till we find out who SLAM’d the gym door.

    Comment by Moon Mullins — December 13, 2016 @ 6:52 pm

  2. So no post tomorrow? Sweet. Busy enough with everything else; nice to have a Thorp holiday. By the way, where’d you find this so early?

    Comment by robmize2013 — December 13, 2016 @ 7:33 pm

  3. I’m enjoying Mr. Black Helvetica ! shirt guy. Mr. Red star is also trim and sporty too. A few more colors and we could have a Reservoir Dogs prequel!

    And I’ll take the bazillion dollars youse all owe me for “Slammin’ AAron AAgard”. He is not ashamed of his Molly problem; AA is in his first (and last) names!

    Comment by g2design — December 13, 2016 @ 8:04 pm

  4. And boys– don’t get caught watchin’ the paint dry!

    Comment by vaganova — December 13, 2016 @ 8:22 pm

  5. Gil begins his first practice with the John Wooden classic, “Today we’ll learn … how to put on our socks and tie our shoes.”

    Comment by Dood — December 14, 2016 @ 6:49 am

  6. I’m on tenterhooks for the aappeaaraance of Slaammin Aaron Aagaard. How does one stand out in one’s absence? He must always be missing to be seen? What enigma is about to interrupt Gil’s once per season token attempt at coaching? Gents, this basketball season, Gil Thorp is going to challenge our very concepts of reality.

    Comment by drewfunk — December 14, 2016 @ 7:10 am

  7. They were all set for a great plot about 7’5″ Aagard trying to learn to dribble, but the SLAM was his head on the doorway. While he spends the season on concussion protocol, we get the saga of the equipment manager’s hunt for red, white & blue balls.

    Comment by Downpuppy (@Downpuppy) — December 14, 2016 @ 7:44 am

  8. Aaron Aagard’s name may be modeled after the first name in the Manhattan phone book back in the fifities, Aaron A. Aa.

    Comment by vaganova — December 14, 2016 @ 8:15 am

  9. What’s with that communist kid in the first panel?

    Comment by hitorque — December 14, 2016 @ 8:31 am

  10. Good comments today to start the season off in rip-roarin’ fashion(nice one, Vaganova, loved the movie too). And just when I had my hopes that there’d be a lull in the comedy action, man was I in for a disappointment. The Thorpiverse hasn’t skipped a beat from football.
    P1: I guess there are rhombus basketball courts too as I find it hard to believe, if I had to line up the goal in the background with one at the other end and still do justice, that the shooter is aiming for the nets. Is there a commode off in the corner he’s shooting at?
    By golly, I pity the refs having to call 3 seconds(“How long you gonna leave ’em in there?”). And don’t even mention what the 3-point arc(loosely speaking) looks like. I wouldn’t be surprised if the Point of Emphasis section of the Rule Book addressed the concern.

    Comment by T. Drew Hardin — December 14, 2016 @ 11:27 am

  11. T Drew, we’re finding unique representations of football fields and basketball courts. I had thought it was just baseball and softball diamonds The Chief was out to alter, but it appears any rectilinear playing surface is open to new representations. But I’m not really complaining: his drawings of people are so much better than those of his post-Berrill predecessors that I’m willing to put up with courts conceived by Braque or Picasso.

    Comment by vaganova — December 14, 2016 @ 12:36 pm

  12. Downpuppy, that sounds likely… but if there were a 7’5″ kid attending Milford, Gil and Kaz wouldn’t have a clue until they randomly saw him standing outside a chain link fence or walking to study hall.

    Comment by drewfunk — December 14, 2016 @ 12:36 pm

  13. And then we get to the meat of the issue that several writers have addressed today, i. e. Who the H— is slammin’ the door?
    Now c’mon, Thorpiverse. Unless the Principal is storming in with an emergency, if we bet the lottery on who is doing the slammin’, the tools of logic would trump this limp intro and say it HAS TO BE Mr. Aardvark.
    I watched my nephew play freshman b-ball which qualifies me to know that coaches run closed practices and through, again, the tools of deductive reasoning that that COULDN’T BE the Avon Lady or a Jehovah’s Witness barging in, let alone letting the door slam. And I don’t think Dominique Wilkins, the dunkmeister, is in M-Town to give free lessons.
    I can see this one.
    “I need your orders by the 17th if you want it in time for Christmas.”
    “Thanks, Judy. Does Mimi have your number?”
    Or
    “Wow, that Watchtower magazine has got some cool stuff. If I don’t get MVP, I can still be one of the 144,000!!!! CHA-CHING!!!!!!!!!!!”

    Comment by T. Drew Hardin — December 14, 2016 @ 12:41 pm

  14. Maybe I’m a careless reader, but it appears the player in the blue shirt has asked where Aardvark is, then declined to answer as if the kid in the khaki shirt had asked the question. Possible continuity issue here. Small potatoes, as Hyman Roth would characterize the interaction. I’m more concerned that the fact Aaron Aardvark, having arrived late for the first practice (bad medicine) may turn out to the the aashole of the plot, the Bobby Howry or Knox Foley of this winter. Not sure I can take another deluded high school boy who thinks he’s supposed to be in charge of something. Heather Burns put herself in charge, diplomatically, and helped the football team win. The boys who put themselves forward as decision makers more often reveal themselves to be dipshits.

    Comment by vaganova — December 14, 2016 @ 4:03 pm

  15. hehe – vaganova said “Rectilinear” – Rectum? Damn near killed him!

    Comment by g2design — December 14, 2016 @ 4:38 pm

  16. Panel 1–Red Star looks like he’s “adjusting his jock strap”…

    Comment by George PBurdell — December 14, 2016 @ 5:48 pm


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