Sunday Funnies: Satchel, Baseball, Bass, Lake Ass, and more Dinosaur Fights!
It's Sunday! Time for full-color, expanded panels, and...MORE DINOSAUR FIGHTS!
Alley Oop by Jack and Carole Bender:
Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce:
Big Nate hits a home run today. As you can see by my website/email/other blog, I am a huge Boston sports fan. As a kid, I did this exact report, but used the 1896 Baltimore Orioles National League franchise (I was a MUCH bigger nerd than Nate). I feel for him, because the rest of the class and teacher obviously thought I was a bizarre weirdo. That said, I remember my sophomore year in high school, I did my first assignment on baseball and the teacher made a comment that she detested baseball and hoped that I would something better to write about. After that, I made sure every assignment I could include baseball in any way would happen. Whether it was sabermetrics, the 1944 World Series, the Sporting News, or the previous evening's baseball game on television, I was going to write about it, and do it well so she had to grit her teeth and give me a good grade.
That said, the whims of a teen-age boy change like the wind. Music, comic books, girls, video games, and work began to intrude on my time and baseball began to fade to the background for a while. Here in the comic strip, however, I completely agree with Nate: $13 million for Shane Victorino is a bit excessive considering the Red Sox were bidding against themselves for him and paid him double what anyone else would pay. Also, Nate is absolutely correct as well in stating that Bobby Valentine was an absolute clown last season as the manager in Boston. If there is any consolation for Nate and his Red Sox/Baseball oppressing teacher, at least the Yankees are lined-up for a down year due to age and injury.
Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley:
I just love Satchel. The perfect capture of a big, sweet dog. In Satch's defense, my poor dog is abused by the cat just as much as him.
Brevity by Dan Thompson:
Six for six, bee-yotches! Got 'em all. All those music videos, all those hours alone in my room listening to music, it all pays off now: Michael Anthony from Van Halen rocking the Jack Daniels bass, Flea from the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Nikki Sixx from Motley Crue, Gene Simmons and his omnipresent tongue from KISS, the great Paul McCartney of the Beatles with the left-handed bass, and Bootsy Collins getting the funk on for the P-Funk with George Clinton/Parliament. I will now issue the only criticism I can muster: Where is Adam Clayton from U2? C'mon, he should be there. Is that him being roasted over the fire?
Little Dog Lost by Steve Boreman:
Being intimately familiar with Lakeville, MA I cannot ignore any pun utilizing the pond (yes, Lake Assawompset is a pond) that I used to skip rocks in when my Dad finally let me skip out of Palm Sunday Mass at the church across the street from the pond. My mother is Catholic, but we went to a Baptist church (it was in walking distance) and now am a Methodist (No, none of it makes sense, I know), but on Palm Sunday my father always relented to my mother and we went to the church across from Assawompset Pond for our one day pretending to be Catholic. As I got older, I got to skip out with my Dad (he wouldn't sit still for an hour for anything) and go across the street to skip rocks.
Ahh, a slightly funny pun leads to stories of ponds disguised as lakes, a riff on the breakdown of the protestant and catholic rift, and a short history lesson on the area (here it comes!) as Lake Assawompset is currently a reservoir for the City of New Bedford (don't pee in the water, people drink that water there, we were often told), was largely involved in the start of King Phillips War (dead body hidden under the ice! Whooo! Wait, no one outside of this area knows or cares about a minor dispute between Puritan settlers and Native Americans), and IT IS A POND, NOT A LAKE!!!
OK, I'm done. Have a great rest of the weekend, and thanks as always for reading!
2 comments:
I don't think Sunday recaps are lazy so much as unavoidable. People who only get Sundays need them to keep up, and people who only get weekdays would miss it if any plot development came on a Sunday.
It's becoming an obsolete concern since everything's moving online, but until newspapers are fully dead we'll still need recaps.
Good point. I guess since I gave up on the newspaper I am looking at the comics too much in an online kind of way. Never thought of it that way. Good point.
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