This Week in Milford

February 16, 2017

McShane’s, Come Back!


Pitchers and catchers reporting this week, so I reckon it’s time to move this wagon train along.

Gil does what Gil perhaps should’ve done already once Brown and Granger started snooping around Aaron’s personal life. Why this couldn’t be accomplished with a phone call is beyond me. My money’s on Gil wanting to see the poor side of town as a reminder of what might happen to him if the Milford School Board ever truly gets wind of his coaching abilities.

In any case we see that McShane’s Hardware is kinda run down and Tina Aagard keeps the books there. Though we don’t learn details, Tina of course thinks Aaron did something wrong and the sparks begin to fly. Tomorrow* we’ll learn that Aaltruistic Aaron’s performance is all a function of his worry about his overworked, underemployed mom and the guilt rays will emanate from Tina’s forehead. After that she’ll be ready to come back to the mind-numbing number crunching at McShane’s.

Way to sow the seeds of domestic discord, Gil. Now, can somebody help me roll the batting cage out to the field?

*or the next day, or the next day, or the next day…


  1. Like you said a few days ago, she’s not just keeping the books at the hardware store. Didn’t realize that gambling extended to high school sports. Too bad Gil is catching wind. No way AaAa gets on a college team once the NCAA gets wind of the point shaving in High School and Mrs. Aa will miss out on the big time sports books.

    Comment by Nate — February 16, 2017 @ 6:33 am

  2. 1. Given last year’s basketball arc with Big Barda (which might as well be Masterpiece Theatre compared to this dreck) ran well into March, and last year’s baseball arc lasted until Labor Day, don’t be quick to assume we’re anywhere near a resolution…

    2. One of the most devastating legacies of the Communist Romania era Rubin has so lovingly portrayed these past weeks is the engineered atmosphere of paranoia which made friend denounce friend, and family member denounce family member… And we see the requisite level of distrust and recrimination it has borne between mother and son… Well done, Generalissimo Gilberto Ceausescu…

    3. So we don’t even get an idea of what Gil’s conversation with mom was? It’s just as well, because even Rubin knows there’s no way to write it without it looking like a scene from “1984”…

    Comment by Hitorque — February 16, 2017 @ 7:32 am

  3. Exactly, hitorque. If Rubin cuts to Gil telling Kaz or Mimi what he’s learned … or just shows Tina confessing the Aagard family shameful secret … then he can’t drag out the suspense for a few days. When will readers learn? The over-under is Monday, and I’m taking the over.

    Comment by Philip — February 16, 2017 @ 9:30 am

  4. The Venn diagram of (1) people who bet on Milford high school sports and (b) seniors who cash their Social Security checks and head straight to the hearest Indian casino is, yep, a circle.

    So is that a big ol’ crack in the hardware store’s wall (panel 1 behind the filing cabinets) or a dead potted plant? Either way, it’s a nice touch.

    Comment by John S. Walters — February 16, 2017 @ 12:55 pm

  5. I just want to say that I like the tea kettle in panel two.

    Comment by timbuys — February 16, 2017 @ 2:10 pm

  6. So Flock of Seagulls McGillicuddy is point shaving in high school? As someone who, um knows the system, I know tons of degenerate gamblers and none of them would ever put action on a high school game for this very reason. Kids can be bought for way less than college or pro athletes.

    Comment by southmauldin — February 16, 2017 @ 3:21 pm

  7. Panel 3 Aaron just wants a Pepsi.

    I’m not crazy (institution!)
    You’re the one that’s crazy (institution!)
    You’re driving me crazy (institution!)

    Comment by nedryerson — February 17, 2017 @ 9:05 am

  8. Oh! High school gambling? I was just assuming that Tina had to quit the actuary business because her “gift” was too stressful. You know, that thing where she can look at someone and know exactly when he is going to die…

    Comment by Jo — February 17, 2017 @ 1:02 pm

  9. Just a few words to throw in, after seeing the Friday strip (no spoilers, I promise.) Booze? Pills? A firing over misconduct, possibly an embezzlement settled out of court? I am still a little suspicious about that single drop-in appearance of Molly O’Houlihan, though. Does anybody know if there are many actual actuaries doing bookkeeping for a hardware store? Sounds to me something like a trained veterinarian making a living selling cat food, “Not that it makes any difference to me what a man does for a living,” as Don Vito put it.

    Comment by vaganova — February 17, 2017 @ 2:38 pm

  10. No one see that threatening pose in P2? The looming outstretched claws? Those left hand fingers throwing down a Westside!? Huh, after further review, Gil was looming too! Poor girl – surrounded by threatening loomers.

    Comment by g2design — February 17, 2017 @ 3:20 pm

  11. No, I’m Gil’s twin brother, Gary, I’m an Electolux salesman-you didn’t notice the company car, the Mercury with the paint peeling off and the rust on the bottom in the parking space next to the Ford F-150?-and here’s my card, I’m here to demonstrate this Deluxe UltraOne Canister EL7085ADX if you’ll let me unplug your aquarium pump and get this bad boy going. It slices, it dices, it gobbles up Julien Fries you might have thrown on the floor. And cigarette butts? Child’s play. Why it can gobble up all the banana peels, apple cores, Pepsi cans, 2-liter Fanta bottles, dead mice, people’s dirty dentures, Handi-wipes, old Domino’s Pizza crusts underneath your desk. Hey, if you’re not careful, you might get your leg amputated, it’s got more suction than a toilet plunger the size of Pike’s Peak. Now this monster normally sells for 599.99 but having found out from Gil that you are holding down 2 jobs and supporting a son, I can shave $50 plus the coupon in the Thrifty Nickel ads and it’s all yours. We don’t take American Express but if your Visa card is in your purse…”

    Comment by T. Drew Hardin — February 18, 2017 @ 8:29 pm

  12. […] man leaves his dumpy apartment on Poplar for his dead-end job. Maybe he stocks the shelves at McShane’s Hardware, or washes dishes at Schultz’s Polynesian Garden. He’s gotta wring every last drop out […]

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