Meanwhile, the B-Ball Besties share some one-on-one time, but She Who Dunks has to cut their shootaround short: she has a date with Les-tiny!
O.B. Dan
…[D]on’t miss tomorrow’s guest appearance of Mopey Pete, starring as “the basketball-playing daughter.”
Wow. Least-feminine rendering of Summer to date.
In case we didn’t pick up from last week’s strips that Les’ fame extends beyond Westview, Ohio, Keisha helpfully hammers home the point that this book tour is national, bitches. Summer’s glee over her father’s long-overdue success triggers a face-morph: not only do her beady little eyes light up, but her eyebrows suddenly thicken, her chin recedes, and she manifests an overbite. This startling transformation is lost on Cody and Owen as they pass by in the background, seemingly joined at the hip. Meanwhile, deep in the heart of Houston, Texas, Les struggles with getting his laptop hooked up to a projector. Where’s his “wife Mike” when Les needs him?
What the hell is Les doing in Houston, anyway? Yesterday he was in New York, on the set of the Today show, and Saturday he was calling Cayla from San Diego (there were palm trees in the background, so he sure wasn’t calling from NYC). Batiuk seemed to be hinting at a plotline involving John Darling’s widow Jan, a producer for Today, getting him booked on the show. Appearing on national TV would be a major milestone in an author’s career, but The Creator spends one day on it…SMDH (shaking my damn head)…
The She-Goats take practice in the dimly lit gym. Keisha, who of course must be double-covered, passes the ball to her bestie. Smilin’ Summer goes to the net a-a-a-a-n-n-n-nd…cut to the gobsmacked expressions on the faces of everyone in the room. Coach Bushka spits out his whistle. Summer, who less than two years ago was moaning that her game *@#s, has dunked the ball! And she’s only a sophomore junior white girl! Coach: how about splitting up your two superstars when you scrimmage? Better yet: just play Summer and Keisha against the other teams. With their mad skills, the two of them alone could easily make Our Lady of the Cedars look like the Washington Generals.
Wait! There goes Owen! Yo! Owen! Come back here and tell us how miserable your summer was! Where’s Cody? Hey! Hey, where ya goin’? Owen? Get back here and give us something to talk about instead of this lame story arc!
Technically: Cayla is sporting braids, not dreadlocks: http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-the-difference-between-dreads-and-braids.htm
Anyway, why must Cayla be nervous about what “people at school will think”? As long as Lester Love approves.
