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Sunday Morning Quarterback

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Sure, Bull played football in his glory days (though not as a QB). But doesn’t everyone associate tossing wads of paper into a wastebasket with, um, basketball? Not in the bizarro world that is Westview! Bull sees the trashcan not as a stationary goal but as a mobile and sentient wide receiver. What sport does he coach again? But I guess if he was pretending to be shooting baskets, he’d have no excuse for missing every one. To readers whose newspapers don’t run the upper “throwaway” panels, the “joke” is even more perplexing.

The thing that today’s strip gets right, though, is the cold, sickly glow of institutional fluorescent lighting.

Mac-ademia

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Call security! There’s a creepy dude with a goatee wandering the halls of the high school! Oh, that’s right, that’s the head of the English department, Mr. Moore. He’s taken so many “impersonal days” that I forgot who he was.

We could never forget Mr. Kablichnick, the student-loathing science teacher. His student Big Mac is at risk of pulling a bad grade in science, which would get him kicked off the basketball team. This comes as no surprise, since what little we’ve seen of Big Mac suggests that he’s a complete oaf, on the order of Lennie from Of Mice and Men. But Big Mac is apparently a basketball savant, Westview’s “star center”…in other words, the Summer Moore of the boys’ team. With the girls’ team having gone down in flames, Bull is not about to see the boys’ team follow suit. But rather than admonishing his “star center” to get his academic shit together of suffer the consequences, Bull, the bully, leans on Big Mac’s teacher to issue a passing grade.

The Girls of Sum' Mo'

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The She-Goats return to the hardwood to resume the un-forfeited game. How exactly does “TEAM ON ONE” work? “One—TEAM!” Isn’t it usually “on three“? Admittedly, I never played team sports, so I could be ignorant… or this could be just another thing that Batiuk Gets Wrong. But even TB must face the fact that someone with a torn ACL can’t suit up for a game the day after. Yet even on crutches,  Sum’ Mo’ finds herself at the center of all the attention.

We Don't Need No Steenking Forfeit!

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“Maybe this specialist, who is a knee specialist and whose waiting room we apparently are sitting in right now, will have some good news about your knee.” Why not just show a sign on the wall that says “Office of the Knee Specialist”? Nah, wordy spoken exposition is a hallmark of FW. But Summer is not listening to Les’ blather. She’s fiddling with a digital device that’s too big to be a Blackberry or iPhone and too small to be an iPad.

“Keisha just Tweeted” her? Everybody knows teens don’t Tweet, but it just sounds even more “now” than “Keisha just texted me” so let’s go with it.

And in case you were asking what could be even more implausible than a high school team forfeiting a tournament game because their star player got hurt, well, here’s your answer. “We refuse your forfeit, Westview She-Goats! We want you to kick our asses, fair and square!“