This Week in Milford

February 27, 2015

I can even talk with my mouth full of pizza.

Filed under: basketball, freak hands, metapost — robmize2013 @ 7:42 pm

Now thats a red pepperoni if I ever saw one. Bobby’s giant hand reaching for a piece and P2’s closeup of his multi-tasking eating/explaining is a sight for hungry eyes and stomachs. Now the moment of truth: what lights him up besides hoops? My guess is he likes books. But hopefully he’ll surprise us, as in ‘I may not be here much longer if that nitwit Max blabs about what I gave him.’

 

METAPOST: Found a clothing error – Leisl has a sleeveless tank top on in 2/26, today its a full sleeve shirt.

February 17, 2015

Where Is Mimi During All Of This?

Filed under: actual action, basketball, freak hands, Milford Weirdos — timbuys @ 2:08 am

February 17, 2015

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Is Bobby also the girl’s team manager? There probably isn’t an explicit rule against performing both tasks. Regardless, I am having a hard time imagining any coach but a Coach Thorp being cool with someone doing his little boy genius coaching act right on the bench during a game.

Tune in tomorrow to see if we’re back in drug dealing territory. If so, the odds of me posting a Curtis Mayfield song – but which one? – will have to be taken off the board.

Bonus point: Don’t stare at Leisl’s hand in panel one for too long.

February 13, 2015

Texting to the Max

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Love Bobbys expression and hands in both panel 1 and panel 3, where he puts up 3 giant fingers to show Max Headroom how far apart they are. And Max texts about Bobby needing to show what kind of big-time coach he will be by solving Max’s deficiencies. Now Bobby looks like the normal person, where before he came off as a pompous sob. Max looks like an idiot texting someone right in front of him, but we’ll see where this leads when trhey get back to Milford.

February 10, 2015

The Most Bored Wannabe Junkie

February 10, 2015

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That speech in panel one ain’t much and in panel two I got a kick out of Max’s reaction. Poor Max looks like he’s about to fall asleep listening to Bobby yammer on with his not quite platitudes.

I’m thinking Bobby may not be the best proto coach out there inasmuch as his speech concludes with an emphasis on Max staying away from Bobby’s stash instead of trying to get to the root of Bacon’s problems. It’s a good thing Milford is playing Valley Tech now before this incipient drug scandal breaks and allows their ‘dirty’ head coach to give Gil further grief.

Bonus point: Is Bobby wearing French cuffs in P2?

January 28, 2015

Murder Most Foul… Get It?

Filed under: actual action, Bad Jokes, basketball, Coach Shaw, freak hands, Gil Thorp — timbuys @ 9:42 am

January 28, 2015

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Confronted with an improved, dominating player, Gil goes straight to the bottom of his bag of tricks by instructing Malik McCall to simply kill Antoine Reed on the next possession. It’s unclear, exactly, what Gil has in mind by Ken taking up the slack but presumably this has to do either with helping defend Malik’s usual assignment or it is some sort of murderer slang to which I’m just not hip.

Bonus points: Those are some interesting hands on Max there. Is it just me or is his left index significantly longer than the rest?

So, Antoine is ‘All-League’ but aren’t they playing in the Valley Conference?

I really enjoy the dialogue in panel two. I am positive that the Gil’s response to Kaz was along the lines of “I think we both know what needs to be done.” and thus did Malik ‘Madman’ McCall get the job.

January 22, 2015

And Leisl Was Her Name-o

Filed under: actual action, basketball, freak hands, Gil Thorp — teenchy @ 7:24 am

January 22, 2015

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So Andrea Lis gets her stuff packed by Tilden’s Wes Unseld and Lysol is there to scoop it up and shoot without thinking. No total eclipse of the net here but a basket, so we’re told. Then a dance flash mob breaks out (this is kind of a thing in Milford). But there’s something a bit off-character about this mob.

Doesn’t Lysol wear #15? The #15 in the flash mob is taller and doesn’t have such a long ponytail. It may not be Lysol as her number was obscured in yesterday’s strip, and it’s possible that the Lady Mudlarks don’t wear the same uniform numbers home and away. (For that matter, isn’t #7 an illegal uniform number in high school basketball? This should’ve resulted in a technical foul on the Lady Mudlarks and we might not be talking about Lysol’s game-winning basket at all.) Maybe the travel budget for road games in South Carolina ate into the equipment budget? If Milford had an equipment manager worth their salt they might stay on top of these things.

But nooooo! Milford’s basketball manager (for the boys, anyway) fancies himself a coach, statistician, and brand/image consultant. The worst upshot of this victory is that it will somehow legitimize Bobby Howry’s coaching ability and his schtick will only get worse from here. Even a stopped clock is right twice a day – and probably doesn’t have to be asked three times to fetch the coach a towel.

January 5, 2015

We’re On It, Bobby

Filed under: actual action, basketball, Coach Kaz, freak hands, Gil Thorp — nedryerson @ 6:34 am

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Did you see what just happened? Bobby Howry just repeated his annoying character trait, the sharing of unsolicited basketball advice. Leisl’s response was a request for a 1-on-1 and now Kaz is humoring Bobby to some extent. Gil’s reaction to Bobby has been reserved. It seems that Gil may still be considering how much free coaching work he can get out of Bobby while still maintaining the illusion that he is not enabling the emergence of Big Time Bobby, Winter D-Bag.

December 12, 2014

The state trophy is a freak hand

 

 

Gil Thorp

 

And Day 2 of the feel-good title drought quenching has the official final play of the season being a state-title winning touchdown run by Jarrod, who never would have carried the ball if he didnt get kicked out from behind center by ostensibly a more talented player. We’ll never know how far the Larks wouldve gone with Jarrod at QB, but all’s well that ends well, and even though he knows he was a dickwad about almost everything until the position resolution, which included a brief stint at WR, Jarrod must call a truce with True and shake hands. At least he knows the team goal since day 1 of summer 7 on 7’s has been reached, and he isnt gonna go Joe Commando on them now, as there’s nothing left to play for. The fans appear properly celebratory, including the guy looking up to heaven and saying – ‘I never thought I’d live to see this day’ even though he’s only been waiting a couple years or so; for most of us its been a slog thru the wilderness of underacheivement and lack of focus bringing many a Milford team down. And it took till mid-December for this marathon to end, but I think the whole team will have perspective on the many events leading up to this and chalk them up to a growing experience. P3 has True’s freak hand gesturimg to his teammates and reminding Jarrod that football is the ultimate team game; stars cant win games all by themselves.

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