Let’s leave aside the mysterious periodic relationship between Aaron, his mother and Milford basketball for a moment and get back to something we really haven’t talked about enough.
Someone needs to explain to me what the hell is going on with Aardvark’s hair because between panels one and two it is not at all clear to me where it is shorn nor where it has been left to grow out.
Bonus point: Panel two is pretty darn awesome. Not sure why it couldn’t have been done across the final two panels as the drawing of Marty doesn’t add anything.
Putting quadruple-A in for a Pantheon of Hair nomination now that it’s clearly the case that its posture is proportional to his perceived performance.
I tried, and failed, to line up all of the high fives with the arms in panel three. Nevermind that, however, because what is the deal with AAAA’s left arm? I think this is the first time I’ve used the ‘big arms’ tag but there it is.
Marty be like…
So our astute commentariat know what a draw is and also recognize how obvious a choice it is as a counter to a team with blitzing tendencies. Seriously, you guys have been all over it, stripping most of the meat off that bone.
So, I guess now we move on to dissecting the action as described in Shuford’s run. The kindest criticism I can level at it is that two panels are not nearly enough to show me how all this action unfolded without questioning the fundamental logic of geometry and defensive fundamentals. Also, if Austin Shuford was that much of an elusive open field runner, why hasn’t he been more involved in the offense?
Have at it folks.
This is about as cutting a remark as we can hope for from Marty Moon, even though technically a heavy rain storm wouldn’t end the game early unless there’s some byzantine rules in the Valley Conference about weather conditions coupled with blowout scores. Note that Marty uses the colloquial term “gully washer”. Here’s an interesting look at some other regional variations (see “a heavy rain”). I didn’t quite find the definitive guide to the abbreviations used by that site, but if I’m reading that right, the term gully washer is in widespread use, excluding New England. Is this a clue to the location of Milford? Are we so deep in the weeds of this story line that things like this are commanding my attention? What if Marty had prayed for a turd-floater?
Moving beyond Regional English and Geography, we’ve got an awkward handshake with Tilden’s coach. It looks like Chris is really admiring Gil’s knuckles. Then Gil promises his team they’ll figure out what went wrong. That sounds like some sort of coaching. Good luck, Gil. At least we can look forward to Madison Time. If you want to practice, here’s a tutorial.
Among my many athletic shortcomings, the ability to throw overhand is perhaps the worst. That said, I can confidently state that my technique is better than Hakeem’s in panel two.
Bonus point: We have upgraded from an Ampeg 6×10 to the mighty Ampeg 8×10!
This is a double whammy. In the previous strip, we had a close-up of Marty with a wry smile and a mischievous look that seemed to promise some cutting remark. It was probably just a trick of the light since Marty offered nothing caustic, just a lame wrap-up of the previous game. Now today we get the oft repeated scene of a feckless Marty asking a presumptuous question with Gil offering a snarky answer with a withering stare. There’s no more potential for Marty Moon. He doesn’t have any axes to grind. He’s just lazy and clueless. C’mon Rubin, throw us a bone every once and a while.
Meanwhile, football. Oh no, starting QB Hakeem Archer fighting of the amorous advances of a two Tilden defenders!
Why, hey there, Marty! Aren’t you a handsome devil?! What’s this about a clock? 4-1-1? Thanks for the info, Marty!
Meanwhile, over at Milford High, Coach Gil Thorp and Trainer Rick Scott do an informative walk-and-talk. Pete DeWindt is going to the doctor, and Gil is thinking positively.
Pete, you’re gonna be fine, but you’ll have to sit the rest of the season. It’s okay. I hear they have a girl TE now, and that’s great…along with Wiebe & Ruffin out there. It’ll be fine.