Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for November 18, 1999
Transcript:
Nate: Trouble, coach. My dad won't let me play basketball until I improve my grades. Coach: Sorry to hear that, Nate. Nate: Sorry? Of course you're sorry! The question is: What can you do about it? Coach: Me? Not a thing. Nate: But... *sputter* But you're the coach! Coach: Right... Nate: He's only my Father! Coach: Nevertheless...
Yes, I know: Groundation isn’t a word.