This Week in Milford

February 8, 2018

Glory, Glory To Old Georgie

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I think the only hurricanes Marty’s been exposed to are the ones at Pat O’Brien’s, amirite? That would have required him to travel to New Orleans and, judging by his tone-deaf pronunciation of Jorge’s first name, he’s probably never left his mom’s basement the Valley. Then again, ask a New Orleanian to pronounce “Chartres” and you may think otherwise.

Equally tone-deaf is Marty’s assessment of the impact of Hurricane Maria on Jorge’s life. I’m willing to bet Paloma heard Marty, or someone from the Milford High Token Libertarians Club heard him and will tell Paloma about it over an enchilada burger at The Bucket. If this leads to Paloma starting a campaign to get Marty fired, I’m all in. Odds are it’ll only lead to Gil shaming Marty into an on-air apology to the Padillas. Wonder if we’ll see Jorge’s name spelled out phonetically when that happens (“Whore-hay”)?

Meanwhile, as further proof of his cultural assimilation, Jorge’s transitioning into the Aaaaron Aaaagard Woody Woodpecker ‘do (or is it the Andre frohawk?).  Try not to stare at his freakishly large right hand too long.

metapost (a bit after 3pm EST): I see over at the ‘mudgeon (again, folks, I don’t look at the CC before I post, honest!) a good bit of outrage at Marty’s tone-deafness and an alleged response from Rubin himself, to the effect that Rubin has put these words in Marty’s mouth to make an example of him. We’ll see how Neal makes Marty eat them.

Much discussion of the life and death of Roberto Clemente in our comments today as well. I make no attempts to disguise my age through my commentary, but I am really going to age myself now by admitting that I saw Clemente play. Granted, my age was in the single digits, but I saw him play nonetheless. I remember being shocked and grief-stricken when he was lost, not unlike what I felt when Thurman Munson was killed several years later but made even more tragic by the humanitarian effort Clemente was trying to carry out. Here’s an image of Clemente on his 1960 Topps baseball card, looking unamused at being referred to as “Bob.”

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26 Comments »

  1. teenchy, I was so fixated on the hurricane comment that I didn’t even notice the Georgie part. Now I have two reasons to have beef with Marty. If I can say nothing else, it looks like Rubin has my attention now.

    On the name, it reminds me of ballplayers getting their names Americanized in days gone by. The greatest ballplayer from Puerto Rico (or maybe ever, but I might be a little biased there) was known initially as Bob or Bobby Clemente in newspapers and even on some of his early baseball cards. (This runs parallel to the practice you mentioned last week of printing quotes in the paper citing broken English or spelling out “Cooba” and so forth.) So having Marty Moon channel a broadcaster from 1958 with no awareness of the insensitivity on display is pretty jarring. I’m just talking about the Georgie part. The hurricane comment is, well….I guess I’m mostly at a loss for words on this, but sadly, we only have to scan the media of the last few months to find tone deaf stuff like this.

    However, I can’t help but be reminded how often it comes up around here how much classic asshole Marty Moon is missed. Well now we have him in spades, at least one panel’s worth of him. Rubin is really taking a big swing here.

    Comment by nedryerson — February 8, 2018 @ 7:31 am

  2. I’ve seen too many coaches mess up the names of their players. The peak was a cross country couch who had only one good runner on each of the boy’s & girls teams, and mangled both their 2-syllable last names giving them league championship medals.
    At least Marty didn’t rank on the ear growing out of Jorge’s neck.

    Comment by Aldrich Therabloat® (@Downpuppy) — February 8, 2018 @ 9:04 am

  3. Aldrich, you reminded me of a bit by a comedian named Hugh Fink about first base coaches. His basic premise was that they were kind of pointless and didn’t need to be very bright. The bit went something like:

    (In announcer voice): Now batting, Bobby Bonilla
    (As first base coach, clapping hands, chewing on a wad drawls): C’mon Bobby.
    (In announcer voice): Now batting, Billy Ripken
    (As first base coach, clapping hands, chewing on a wad drawls): C’mon Billy.
    (In announcer voice): Now batting, Andres Gallaraga
    (As first base coach, clapping hands, chewing on a wad, pauses for a second, then drawls): C’mon Bobby.

    The names of the players give away the vintage of this bit.

    Comment by nedryerson — February 8, 2018 @ 9:41 am

  4. I am pleased to see Moon doing what Moon does. That doesn’t mean this is going to be handled well by the strip, but being a jerk is Moon’s character. He hasn’t been a character for far too long.

    Comment by billytheskink — February 8, 2018 @ 10:54 am

  5. Fair point, billy. That said, it’s not often that something arouses visceral disgust within me but panel three sure did and that wasn’t something I had signed up for when I started commenting on Gil Thorp.

    Comment by timbuys — February 8, 2018 @ 11:46 am

  6. On the other hand, I did get to think about Bobby Bo, Billy (baseball card) Ripken and all-time Expo great Andres Gallaraga, so there is that too.

    Comment by timbuys — February 8, 2018 @ 11:51 am

  7. Welcome back Marty. Baseball coaches butchering names isn’t limited to Latino names. White Sox pitching coach Don Cooper has mispronounced Jake Patricka (pronounced Pa-trish-kA) for at least 4 years. He pronounces it how it’s spelled, with a hard K. I wanted to do a backwards K but I don’t think that’s available on my phone.

    Comment by Jive Turkey — February 8, 2018 @ 11:52 am

  8. Aldrich who? Oh, yeah. I gotta get rid of that Twitter joke. (LP is taking SPA209 from a Basque lecturer who likes showing movies with lots of cows)

    Anyhow, for those who remember all the way back to Tuesday, Isaiah Thomas has been sent to Los Angeles for 2 youngish non-starters who might play some defense.

    Comment by Aldrich Therabloat® (@Downpuppy) — February 8, 2018 @ 12:20 pm

  9. Ned said it for me without using my phrase “1959 with cell phones.”

    “Georgie?” Is this simply Marty’s ignorance or is he trying forcible assimilation, the way the Pirates did when they insisted on referring to their best player as “Bob Clemente?” Happy Jorge seems to be “assimilating” pretty well without Marty’s help.

    Comment by vaganova — February 8, 2018 @ 12:48 pm

  10. It’s probably unnecessary to write this, but I will in case any younger Mudlarks do not know the name Roberto Enrique Clemente. Clemente played right field for the Pirates for eighteen years and did charitable work in the Caribbean and Central America in the off season. When a major earthquake struck Nicaragua in December, 1972, Clemente called in every chip he could think of, and on New Year’s Eve headed for Nicaragua in an airplane packed with relief supplies. The airplane suffered engine failure shortly after takeoff from San Juan and crashed into the Atlantic. The bodies of those aboard were never recovered.

    Clemente held a number of distinct records– my favorite is the only walk-off, inside-the-park grand slam in baseball history. More to the point, Clemente was distinguished by baseball ability, leadership, and character. He was immediately voted into the Hall of Fame as its first Puerto Rican member, without the customary five year waiting period.

    Comment by vaganova — February 8, 2018 @ 1:10 pm

  11. vaganova, and don’t forget, USMC reservist.

    A true man of character. I am forever in awe. I do think of him a lot in relation to Puerto Rico and humanitarianism in general.

    teenchy, I tried a couple times to embed a picture of Clemente in this comment but couldn’t get cooperation of the site. My apologies if you get flooded with notifications of my dicking around

    Ned, no worries. Will update with a hyperlink to your Clemente pic and a metapost directly. – teenchy

    Comment by nedryerson — February 8, 2018 @ 1:19 pm

  12. Yes, Ned, I left that out for reasons of space. He trained and served on the Island, then Camp Lejeune, and in Washington, DC. 4th Marine Division. (1st is Camp Pendleton, 2nd is Lejeune, 3rd, Okinawa, and the 4th is the reserve division, nominally headquartered in New Orleans but stationed nationwide.)

    Another favorite Clemente fact– he once hit three triples in one game. Few players hit three in a season. And he had a cannon of an arm, on the order of Dwight Evans or Ichiro Suzuki.

    Comment by vaganova — February 8, 2018 @ 1:39 pm

  13. Dude, you’re getting shitcanned!

    Comment by Hitorque — February 8, 2018 @ 1:42 pm

  14. And I see I’m not the only one who has the stellar tome “Clemente” by David Maraniss on his shelf!

    Comment by Hitorque — February 8, 2018 @ 1:51 pm

  15. Hitorque, I don’t– I borrowed it from the public library a few years ago! One of us should also point out that Clemente did not have it easy in the beginning. Now, seventy years after Jackie Robinson “broke the color barrier” there’s a tendency to imagine that the problem was fixed via the courage of Robinson and Branch Rickey. It wasn’t. While the Dodgers set the example in the National League and the Indians in the American, most teams were hardly tripping over themselves to sign black players. One signed its first only in 1959, and sportswriters in that city described the signing as “controversial.”

    Clemente was Puerto Rican, spoke little English at first, and was of African heritage besides. In the early years he was harassed, thrown at, and booed by his own fans. The tone-deaf owners of the club “tried to help” by listing him in the program as “Bob Clemente” and insisting the stadium announcer refer to him by that name, which was absurd. But quality will out, and the city began to recognize that color and language had nothing to do with the fact they had one of the finest players in baseball in right field.

    Comment by vaganova — February 8, 2018 @ 2:06 pm

  16. “The mythic aspects of baseball,” Maraniss concludes, “usually draw on clichés of the innocent past, the nostalgia for how things were. Fields of green. Fathers and sons. But Clemente’s myth arcs the other way, to the future, not the past, to what people hope they can become. His memory is kept alive as a symbol of action and passion, not of reflection and longing. He broke racial and language barriers and achieved greatness and died a hero.”

    Stick that in your pipe and smoke it, Marty!

    Comment by nedryerson — February 8, 2018 @ 2:25 pm

  17. Bravo, Ned.

    Comment by vaganova — February 8, 2018 @ 2:56 pm

  18. That’s Right, you guessed it. It’s rock ‘n’ roll Thursday . Todays band is my favorite band of all time, Local H. I’ve seen them well over 100 times live. They put out 8 records with the first one coming out in 1995 titled Ham Fisted. Then in 1996 they came out with probably the best selling and their most popular record “as good as dead”. Possibly their biggest hit, “Bound for the Floor “ appeared on that record and also, “High Fiven’ MF” which is the song that hooked me. Couple other songs maybe you’ve heard of are “Eddie Vedder” , “Fritz’s Corner” and “Back in the Day.” Will continue Rock n Roll Thursday in a bit. Gotta get back to work and want to do Local H justice.

    Comment by Jive Turkey — February 8, 2018 @ 7:59 pm

  19. Jive Turkey, I will check it out, thanks for sharing, but speaking of music, I will put a voodoo hex on the first Thorpiverse character that sings “Georgie Girl”. I’m sorry, gang, I can emit better humor than that but when Marty butchered his name(loved “Whore-hay”, teenchy), that was first thing that raced through my mind. The B movie that included the song was bad enough. But, damn, if you’re going to butcher a Spanish name, Marty, try George, Geo, Hor-gee(soft g), Jose, ANYTHING but a name that reminded me of a film where the REAL Georgie is constantly confronted with this pervert dropping his pants every time he sees her, whether at the mall or in the living room.
    “Foul is on #25, Georgie-Porgie Padilla, his 2nd, team’s 4th.”
    Kaz in the shower, lathering up the Lava “…the world would see/a new Georgie Girrrlllllll.”

    Comment by tdrewhardin — February 8, 2018 @ 9:18 pm

  20. And a little info on members of Local H. Band formed in Zion, Illinois by singer guitarist Scott Lucas and drummer Joe Daniels, They recorded first 3 albums together while moving to Chicago during 3rd album around 1998. Lucas still remains while there have been 2 drummers since Daniels. Brian St. Clair became drummer in 1999 and performed his last show around 2014, which of course I attended. Ryan Harding is current drummer and having heard all 3 can safely say they’ll all great and cannot day of the three who’s best. St. Clair was a roadie/drum tech for Cheap Trick in the 80’s and also was a drummer for Chicago punk band Rights of the Accused. He also drummed for Chicago band Triple Fast Action before joining Local H.
    This next factoid is for you REM heads out there, which I am not a fan of the band. But for years fans of Local H wondered the meaning behind the name of band. Finally after much speculation, Scott revealed the name comes from REM songs. One has H in it and other has Local. I don’t remember what they are but I’m sure Vaganova does. I think he’s a big fan, right? Again, out of time but will have part 2 ofRock n Roll Thursday next week with LocalH. ROCK ON!!!

    Comment by Jive Turkey — February 8, 2018 @ 9:20 pm

  21. JT @20: “One has H in it and other has Local.” That would be this song and this song.

    Comment by teenchy — February 9, 2018 @ 5:08 am

  22. I love this place. It’s like Cheers on the internet although most go by pseudonyms.

    Comment by timbuys — February 9, 2018 @ 11:14 am

  23. “Norm”, “Coach”, “Woody”, “Mayday” — those all sound like they could have been pseudonyms. Maybe the comparison is closer than you think!

    Comment by Moon Mullins — February 9, 2018 @ 12:27 pm

  24. I’m intrigued by teenchy’s mention of insider word of Rubin’s intent in this and by his “metapost” reference. Consider the western media’s discovery of the importance of the Shanghai wall posters in the decline of Deng Xiaoping in the late 1980s. But no, nobody wants to hear about metatheory.

    Comment by vaganova — February 9, 2018 @ 3:19 pm

  25. timbuys, you really hit the nail on the head. That just about describes it. LOVED that one.
    And Moon Mullins, I like your wry and deadly approach. Never change, My Man.

    Comment by tdrewhardin — February 9, 2018 @ 4:28 pm

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