Summer, sweating profusely, takes the court in the championship game, her destiny to fulfill. Blurry 3-D vision notwithstanding, does she not see Keisha, wide open and with nobody between her and the goal? I’m thinking a bounce-pass to her would yield a quick two points. Instead: “She’s twenty-five feet out and she’s taking the shot!” Clang! Guess “this flu thing” hasn’t affected her ballhogging skills.
Author: TFHackett
Ball 4 All
I was raised up believin’
I was somehow unique
Like a snowflake, distinct among snowflakes
Unique in each way you can see.
And now after some thinkin’
I’d say I’d rather be
A functioning cog in some great machinery
Servin’ something beyond me.
But I don’t, I don’t know what that will be.
I’ll get back to you someday
Soon you will see.
“Helplessness Blues“, Fleet Foxes
Anyone out there still doubt that Summer Moore is the heart, soul, and mended knee of Westview Girls’ Hoops? Today’s strip should erase any such doubt. “All 4 1” indeed. The Specialest Snowflake rises from the tiles to assume her rightful place as numera una, much to the glee of her adoring teammates.
I actually like the last panel (really!), especially Summer’s crazed look and knobby little fist, and Second Black Girl’s halo-ed fro’. Credit where due: it’s pretty good visual storytelling (even though the story sucks) and given the low perspective, TB manages to not make them all look weird.
She's Not There
Epicus Doomus
February 23, 2012 at 1:01 am
…I’m definitely disappointed in how Batom glossed over the big revenge game vs. Blue Valley, as I’m sure we all were…
Well, maybe we all can take some consolation in the fact that the She-Goats are facing Our Lady of the Cedars in a rematch from two years ago, where the Lady Ladies left the Westview girls on the outside looking in. But uh-oh! Where’s Summer? I’m surprised the whole gym can’t hear her puke.
Gastro Geyser
Inside the Schottenstein Center* at The Ohio State University, Annie and her Goats take the floor for warmups, but Coach Bull has to inquire as to the whereabouts of his superstar player. I don’t know who this guy “Ralph” is, but someone oughta tell him that use of that Big White Phone is strictly reserved! What Keisha meant to tell Coach is that Summer is “driving the porcelain bus”. Or “laughing at the ground”. Or “throwing it into reverse”. Or…
(* Hat tip to Helskor for location scouting!)
All That and a Bag of Chips
I’ll just skip the icky exchange in today’s first panel. I’m scratching my head over what follows: “…I’m baking!” “Maybe you’re hungry.” What? I’ve experienced the occasional headache from skipping breakfast, but fever? And aren’t you supposed to starve a fever (and feed a cold)? The offer of some chips is met with an Ulp! from Summer. Gee: fever and nausea? Could it be a case of…the flu? Darin must be paying his rent in germs.
Son of Stuck Funky 
