Hello Snarkers! SoFsDavidO here, takin’ over for a very competent TFHackett as we get up-to-date with Westview’s senior student, Owen Muffinhead and his goat-based shenanigans in today’s strip.
Good news, Owen caught the ball! Bad news, I’m no doctor but those little squiggly marks above his head don’t look good.
Oh, how timely and relevant to today’s concern over untreated concussions among high school football players.
Considering how slight Owen is compared to the mountain gorillas he’s in the game with, I guess we should be relieved his head isn’t still in the goat’s head.
Son of Stuck Funky 
That #79 looks to be in pretty bad shape too. But Bull at long last found a way to actually win a game…just ignore the rules completely! And now Owen, provided that he doesn’t have a serious head injury (and how serious could an injury to Owen’s head really be?), is now the school hero which means he can finally ditch Cody and Alex and start hanging out with cool kids for once. Eh, probably not though.
And did you notice that he’s still wearing the chullo? Remarkable.
I hope someone harvests Owen’s concussion squiggle. We can use that for upholstery or carpets. Or sweaters.
I’m still wondering why the opposing team even agreed to this stupid play, rather than calling out the immense number of regulations it must be breaking. Then again, I’m sure most of us wouldn’t pass up the chance to injure a Funky Winkerbean regular.
Note that the Ref did not signal “Touchdown”.
Great, He’s going to be Big Vegetable On Campus.
I think all the crust in that chullo will protect Owen from a concussion.
Looks like Battic is saying that you can take a random douchenozzle out of the band who may have never even touched a football, suit him up as a mascot, actually put him in the lineup, run one play, wherein said mascot somehow manages to catch a pass with mascot hands, while being annihilated in the end zone, and beat the Chicago Bears.
Why didn’t Owen at least have some protective gear?
The point made yesterday about the tonal incongruity was a great one, and it’s especially egregious when you compare this absurd, illegal, violent, brain-dead situation we’re supposed to be laughing over to Les’ whining about Hollywood not doing every single thing he wants, which we’re supposed to take with deadly seriousness. It’s one thing to be serious when it’s cancer. It’s quite another when it’s some douche’s indulged ego.
I look at this as Batiuk’s continued unwillingness to work at his craft. He could have come up with a more realistic circumstance here. (e.g. Bull asks Owen to as mascot, “unknowingly” pull a combo Stanford band/Mike Tomlin situation and interfere with the opponents in order to win) But he didn’t bother. He instead came up with a with an idea that’s absurd and unbelievable even after cursory consideration. He either didn’t bother thinking it through or this is the best he’s capable of.
Also, good job with the art, jackass. It’s Les and the tiny baseball diamond again. With the regulation lines here, Owen’s roughly 24 feet tall, and the kid standing over him is close to 30. I guess we know how Summer was able to dunk a basketball all those many years ago: The basket was four feet high.
Well now Owen’s a hero and he could probably realize his dream and bed Summer Moore. Except well, Summer who was once in his class actually graduated high school in four years and isn’t there now, whereas Owen’s still a sophmore after seven or eight years. She isn’t there. Sorry Owen
I think the lesson from this week is that Les Moore’s successes come from his talent, insight and ability, while if anyone else succeeds at anything at all, it’s always entirely by random chance. The lesson of the Funkyverse written again.