This Week in Milford

July 28, 2018

Shoot Low, Boys – They’re Ridin’ Shetland Ponies

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Quick show of hands: How many of you had to read A Separate Peace in high school? Anyone?  (Son of teenchy had to read it this past school year.)  Do you remember the scene where Finny breaks the Devon School swimming record for the 100-yard freestyle set by A. Hopkins Parker in the sole presence of Gene, then doesn’t want anyone else to know he did?  Pure of spirit, Finny wanted to break the record for its own sake, for the internal sense of satisfaction it gave him, not for any accolades that may have come his way as a result of doing so.

Kevin Pelwecki is no Finny.

Pelwecki’s sole motive in modifying his launch angle was not to try to help his team or, for that matter, to make a serious effort toward advancing his baseball career or using it as a means to help pay for his post-secondary education.  He did it to call just enough attention to himself that he could put on a false modesty act when it became apparent that this particular talent was not going to help him after Milford High.  (Wonder if he ever went to the prom?) He couldn’t even be bothered to remember the name of the guy whose record he was attempting to break (somewhere, Art Shamsky fumes that Rubin didn’t namedrop him throughout this mess).  With today’s strip – for that matter, with any of the strips involving his efforts to become a quarterback or fullback – Pelwecki cements himself in the pantheon of self-promoting attention whores Rubin seems to think every high schooler has to be in the age of social media.  He has his Uncle Rico moment; now he can walk off like so many have done at the end of a Gil Thorp arc that I’m not even gonna try to link to them all.  (Do note the similarity to the end of the spring/summer 2016 arc, with Pelwecki in the Barry Bader role and Gil in the True Standish role).

Finally, on July 28, this slog of a spring arc is over.  Let us speak no more of Pelwecki, or Dafne Dafonte, or Barry Bader – that is, until we try to reference them in a flimsy attempt to maintain continuity, like so many Joe Sharkeys.

(apologies Lewis Grizzard for the post title)

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8 Comments »

  1. I’ll bet Kevin does in fact go give ’em heck, by golly. Gosh darn it, I’m sorry to see this trajectory approaching its crash landing. But I still think a lot of Palooka’s more asinine moments are attempts at self-parody, ending (we hope) with his declaration that he will set intramural records. I for one think that would be swell. But let’s brace ourselves– whether we cite In Separate Pieces or The Great Gatsby, the revelation of an irritant worse than Barely Bader is almost certainly quivering on the horizon. Heads low, helmets on, finger near the safety…

    But Jesus H Christ, PLEASE no golf plot!

    Comment by vaganova — July 28, 2018 @ 3:06 pm

  2. I suspect we’re heading straight to fall football practice because coming up with a summer plotline is… haaaaaard. It’s a lot simpler to squeeze every drop you can out of the winter storyline and then wrap it up at the end of July in perfunctory, confusing fashion.

    Most notable thing about today’s strip: the epically awkward high-five in the background of panel 1. (Noted! – teenchy)

    Comment by jvwalt — July 28, 2018 @ 3:38 pm

  3. teenchy, you never disappoint, My Man The title itself was hilarious. Then you just absolutely mortified the limping storyline which was on fumes at the finish line anyway and nudged it straight out into space, in some random black hole.
    P1: “Well done, Green Lantern. Oops, you dropped your ring on the ground, let me get-KERBLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

    “KAZ, I FOUND HIS HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT’S OVER HERE BY THE RETARDED POPLAR TREES THE READERSHIP SEES IN THE WINDOWS IN MY OFFICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

    Seen in the headline of the Milford Christian Evening Gazette
    “CARRIE WHITE BURNS IN HECK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

    The last one is done thanks partly to my dad who can still make movies on the local scene and proves he hasn’t lost the touch for comedy. Love ya, Dad.

    Comment by tdrewhardin — July 29, 2018 @ 1:16 pm

  4. Gil & Mimi searching for their kids would be a good summer plot.

    Comment by Downpuppy, Lord of the Files (@Downpuppy) — July 29, 2018 @ 1:45 pm

  5. Do they keep intramural records? I like the golf summer plot. Even if it’s just to make fun of Gil, he a hackers hacker,

    Comment by Jive Turkey — July 29, 2018 @ 6:47 pm

  6. P2: Who’s a total douche and has two thumbs?….this guy!

    Comment by franku2016 — July 31, 2018 @ 2:09 pm

  7. JUST A GODDAMNED MINUTE HERE!

    I step away from the strip for a couple of weeks and they pull this shit??

    1. They don’t keep “records” in intramurals, chief…

    2. I’ve never, EVER heard of any school anywhere having intramural baseball… Coed softball, maybe… There are however plenty of amateur adult leagues he could play in, like NABA (which I’ve played in the past)

    3. So for all that bitching and moaning over not getting a schollie (and after twisting Gilberto’s arm to force him to get off his ass and do some work for ten minutes), it turns out Kevin really just wanted an ego stroke?? And somehow Barry Bader is the guy with the runaway over-the-top arrogance?

    Comment by hitorque on vacation — August 4, 2018 @ 2:29 pm

  8. 4. Just your final reminder that Kevin was once upon a time an excellent football player who might have been able to get a scholarship in that instead but that’s all down the memory hole now…

    Comment by hitorque on vacation — August 4, 2018 @ 2:45 pm


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