Oh, you forgot that Jinx was a “sports junkie“? You must not remember her excitement when step-mom Linda signed her up to play girls’ softball a few summers ago (and guess who she volunteered to coach?). The news of the She-Goats’ advancing to the state tournaments is greeted with utter indifference by everyone but Summer, Cayla, and Les, who is smirking up a storm. Jim the science teacher isn’t even looking at the TV; he just stares into space, contemplating retirement.
Tag: basketball
Walk Off Jerkoff
So the nerd who was traumatized by gym class now schools the class jock regarding sports jargon? Well, first…a quick Google search suggests that there is such a thing as a “walk off free throw“. And anyway, Bull’s obviously feeling good about his team and about being interviewed “on the sports news”. Would it kill Les to overlook Bull’s poor grammar and offer his old friend and coworker just a little affirmation? Ass.
Snow Laughing Matter
In one of those flukes of his year-in-advance workflow, TB uncannily predicts the mild winter that most of the U.S. has experienced this year. If, like yours truly, you don’t ski or snowboard and don’t give a rat’s ass if it never snows ’til next year, you have The Cheapest Man in Westview to thank.
The Picture of Dori-Ann Gray
Folks…The Cartoonist has completely outdone himself this time. Since she resurfaced last December at Darin’s birthday party, Ann’s looks have varied wildly, from 70-ish to late 30’s -ish and back and forth again. In today’s strip, she looks to be the same age as the crones from Crankshaft. Even her glasses and hair color are different.
It’s hard to get beyond Ann’s complete makeover, but also worth noting is Cayla’s condescending attitude regarding Ann’s (now blatantly advanced) age. Are the girls not supposed to “take to” a coach based on the fact that she’s about five times their age? And “Eight Track” for a nickname? That might fit a baby boomer (such as yours truly, whose 8-track collection was pretty impressive). The way TB has rendered Ann here, I’d dub her “Grammy-fone”!
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“TWEEEEET!” Keisha makes the ultimate defensive sacrifice, selling it so effectively that the ref blows the whistle (and uses the wrong hand to signal) before she even hits the floor. You would think that a self-professed “jock” like Cayla would admire her daughter’s intense play, but instead she chastises hubby-to-be for showing some enthusiasm.
Son of Stuck Funky 