Today’s flashback is narrated by Medusa’s severed head.
Panel 2: “We’re right here.” “No: you’re over there, off panel, and we are looking at you with surprised expressions, and the readers are going to have to wait until tomorrow to see why.” It’s called padding suspense.
The saga of the Blown Knee Heard Around the World continues. The gym is cleared so that the paramedics (apparently the same two that pulled Funky out of his wrecked PT Cruiser) can tend to sufferin’ Summer.
What’s up with Les in panel 1? He looks like a puppet.
Cayla paints the word picture for Les. Between Our Lady of the Cedars and now “Central Catholic”, it seems that the parochial schools have just been giving the She-Goats hell.
Summer blew out her knee falling on top of two other players? I can see her getting hurt at the bottom of a pile…whatevs.
Even Slam-Dunk Summer’s injuries are spectacular: “The whole gym heard it pop!” If Wally had been at the game, no doubt he’d need Buddy by his side to keep him calm!
The bald guy in panel 2 has that look on his face because he just spent the last four hours on a plane listening to Les abusing the flight attendants. And now Les is walking behind the poor guy and muttering to himself.
I guess Les’ cellphone battery died again, because he doesn’t know if his superstar daughter’s team won tonight’s tournament game. By the way, Panel 3 Les: the momentum would take the team into the next round, not vice-versa.
Les arrives home (didn’t need to be picked up this time?) not to the expected victory celebration, but to be greeted by the sight of his golden girl on crutches. A tip of the SoSF porkpie hat to the many FW followers who predicted a career-threatening sports injury to Sum’ Mo’.
Keisha continues to relentlessly grill her BBBFF (basketball BFF). In today’s strip, “lately” extends to include that platonic (at least on one side) porch embrace from over seven months ago.
Son of Stuck Funky 
