Teddy Demarco is knock kneed and appears as this season’s antagonist. Move over Pirate Boy, you cheap facsimile of Dick Grayson. And yes Ellis, the kneeds of the many outweigh the kneeds of the one.
You were a machine alright, like an Edsel. I was going to admit that this reference was too obscure for high schoolers, but this being Milford, the Edsel might be a recent thing
Teddy D working on his bits for open mic night at the club in Central City. Last time out none of his zit jokes were popping with the crowd of drunks that kept heckling his hair. Jealous clowns. He plans on riffing about the things he’s heard about Gil’s Bathhouse and see how that goes. He told Bro “Mr. Moon has me listening to Don Rickles tapes, to give me some hostility. He’s such a mentor.”
I wouldn’t exactly call that a BURN considering Chris made fun of his scoring before the “great” comeback by Art. But the DeMarco Bunch sure thinks they got him good.
This is a somewhat scary coincidence. There’s an ad for Alexa at the bottom of my screen.
In 2011, the comic takes a turn for the worse. Instead of dealing with various personality conflicts and minor teenage problems, it turns to address the “big issues of the day.” Unfortunately, these can never be solved during the course of season, and then lead to falsely happy endings. As we ponder the point of Teddy DeMarco’s sick burn, let’s look back at 2011!
Winter 2011: Stylish Lini Verde finds jock culture toxic, but has a textbook jumper and soon joins the team. Meanwhile, he hangs with the popular girls, goofs on fashion TV shows, and dishes out boy-trouble tips, helping the girlfriend of teammate Parker Bowen to kick him to the curb. A website soon charges Lini as being a molester and, we suppose, gay, though that goes unsaid. After he falsely accuses bible-thumping big man Cortez Beecher, devil-may-care Lini hears in return that he should take basketball more seriously. After Lini’s gal pals organize not a pink out, but a green out (“verde,” get it?) in support, he plays harder, and the team closes an iffy season with five straight Ws. Cortez learns that Parker is the culprit, treating him to sharp elbows in practice and prompting the website’s disappearance. Lini asks Gil if he should find out the identity of his tormentor and decides against. Anyway, all the main characters are juniors, so to be continued. Lesson to gay kids: Be a rich, good-looking, and hard-working basketball star, befriend the queen bees and baddest Christian, crack wise, and high school will be a breeze! Spring 2011: Activist, folk-singer, shortstop Al-Jo Ames is bombing at the Coffee Cantina, while frontman Derek “Slim” Chance’s band the Longshots is paying off big. His brand of singing/pitching is so valuable that Gil agrees to let him skip practice between starts. Al-Jo takes up the cause of Milford teachers in a school board dispute trumped up by board president Hobart, who lays off a quarter of Milford’s staff—including Al-Jo’s new coach Glory—all just to get back at his ex-wife teacher! Al-Jo’s rally is faltering until her ballplaying boyfriend convinces Slim to bring his band. At the board meeting, Gil reveals Hobart’s vendetta—and a restraining order against him! Soon his motion to decimate teachers’ pensions—plus this dumb story—is tabled. Attacks on teachers? If only Wisconsin and other hot spots just had someone like Gil!
P 3: in real life, the only thing making Rubin’s asinine little high-five ‘whap’ noise would be Scheuring’s open palm b**ch-slappin’ this punk across his face.
Why is he getting a high five for that stupid non-burn? He averaged four points a game, saying he could have done that without showing up is just incredibly dumb.
I guess that this is Rubin’s way of showing us how mean and horribly cruel “teddy demarco’s little bunch” can be so that later, they will be mean and cruel to Alexa, making her blowtop-mad and take sides with Chris S, so that they can put a stop to all this horrible bullying. Sound stupid? Then it will happen here.
So, if I understand the story so far, we’re going to learn about the teenage angst of scholar-athletes of both sexes. Surely something we can all identify with
Bucky about 5 years ago
Gotta love the banter (?)…where the deuce is all this nonsense taking us??
ksronlinemedia about 5 years ago
Art Garfunkel has a very punchable face. Cochise is wearing a Shazam/Captain Marvel shirt.
cuttersjock about 5 years ago
…someone needs to teach these boys about the art of breaking balls…is that the best you got, Art?
bearwku82 about 5 years ago
Teddy Demarco is knock kneed and appears as this season’s antagonist. Move over Pirate Boy, you cheap facsimile of Dick Grayson. And yes Ellis, the kneeds of the many outweigh the kneeds of the one.
jslabotnik about 5 years ago
You were a machine alright, like an Edsel. I was going to admit that this reference was too obscure for high schoolers, but this being Milford, the Edsel might be a recent thing
TheBrownStarfish about 5 years ago
P1, This is what passes for goading at Milford?
P2, We’re going to stop showing up if this already ridiculous story doesn’t start moving forward soon.
P3, Is that the Mohawk dude from yesterday or just another continuity error?
Bluedarter about 5 years ago
Teddy D working on his bits for open mic night at the club in Central City. Last time out none of his zit jokes were popping with the crowd of drunks that kept heckling his hair. Jealous clowns. He plans on riffing about the things he’s heard about Gil’s Bathhouse and see how that goes. He told Bro “Mr. Moon has me listening to Don Rickles tapes, to give me some hostility. He’s such a mentor.”
James St. John Smythe about 5 years ago
Maybe this strip would be better off taking basketball season out and replacing it with some of these witty one liners we’ve had recently.
Mopman about 5 years ago
I wouldn’t exactly call that a BURN considering Chris made fun of his scoring before the “great” comeback by Art. But the DeMarco Bunch sure thinks they got him good.
This is a somewhat scary coincidence. There’s an ad for Alexa at the bottom of my screen.
artegal about 5 years ago
What in the world is the point of this one?
Mopman about 5 years ago
I think this is what passes for hoodlums/bullies in Milford. Maybe by the end of the season The Fonz will show up and save the day.
Irish53 about 5 years ago
P 4: “hey Skippy!…I didn’t see you out there…if you’re so good, come on out and see if you can take my spot…”
The Pro from Dover about 5 years ago
How to Win Friends and Influence People. How unfunny.
tcar-1 about 5 years ago
Are they gonna’ have gang related ‘dance-off’ like in West Side Story?
hifirick1953 about 5 years ago
Chris is so smart he didn’t even recognize sarcasm by Teddy D and the Funky Bunch. So he is Young Sheldon?
Snarker formerly known as Rube Whigham about 5 years ago
In 2011, the comic takes a turn for the worse. Instead of dealing with various personality conflicts and minor teenage problems, it turns to address the “big issues of the day.” Unfortunately, these can never be solved during the course of season, and then lead to falsely happy endings. As we ponder the point of Teddy DeMarco’s sick burn, let’s look back at 2011!
Snarker formerly known as Rube Whigham about 5 years ago
Winter 2011: Stylish Lini Verde finds jock culture toxic, but has a textbook jumper and soon joins the team. Meanwhile, he hangs with the popular girls, goofs on fashion TV shows, and dishes out boy-trouble tips, helping the girlfriend of teammate Parker Bowen to kick him to the curb. A website soon charges Lini as being a molester and, we suppose, gay, though that goes unsaid. After he falsely accuses bible-thumping big man Cortez Beecher, devil-may-care Lini hears in return that he should take basketball more seriously. After Lini’s gal pals organize not a pink out, but a green out (“verde,” get it?) in support, he plays harder, and the team closes an iffy season with five straight Ws. Cortez learns that Parker is the culprit, treating him to sharp elbows in practice and prompting the website’s disappearance. Lini asks Gil if he should find out the identity of his tormentor and decides against. Anyway, all the main characters are juniors, so to be continued. Lesson to gay kids: Be a rich, good-looking, and hard-working basketball star, befriend the queen bees and baddest Christian, crack wise, and high school will be a breeze! Spring 2011: Activist, folk-singer, shortstop Al-Jo Ames is bombing at the Coffee Cantina, while frontman Derek “Slim” Chance’s band the Longshots is paying off big. His brand of singing/pitching is so valuable that Gil agrees to let him skip practice between starts. Al-Jo takes up the cause of Milford teachers in a school board dispute trumped up by board president Hobart, who lays off a quarter of Milford’s staff—including Al-Jo’s new coach Glory—all just to get back at his ex-wife teacher! Al-Jo’s rally is faltering until her ballplaying boyfriend convinces Slim to bring his band. At the board meeting, Gil reveals Hobart’s vendetta—and a restraining order against him! Soon his motion to decimate teachers’ pensions—plus this dumb story—is tabled. Attacks on teachers? If only Wisconsin and other hot spots just had someone like Gil!
Irish53 about 5 years ago
P 3: in real life, the only thing making Rubin’s asinine little high-five ‘whap’ noise would be Scheuring’s open palm b**ch-slappin’ this punk across his face.
Klubble about 5 years ago
Outstanding putdown by Art….he must be a master debater.
Coach Gomer about 5 years ago
Yep, 4 more points than a dead man.
Mopman about 5 years ago
Why is he getting a high five for that stupid non-burn? He averaged four points a game, saying he could have done that without showing up is just incredibly dumb.
Irish53 about 5 years ago
I guess that this is Rubin’s way of showing us how mean and horribly cruel “teddy demarco’s little bunch” can be so that later, they will be mean and cruel to Alexa, making her blowtop-mad and take sides with Chris S, so that they can put a stop to all this horrible bullying. Sound stupid? Then it will happen here.
twainreader about 5 years ago
So, if I understand the story so far, we’re going to learn about the teenage angst of scholar-athletes of both sexes. Surely something we can all identify with