FoxTrot by Bill Amend for September 14, 2014
Transcript:
Peter: Coach, you've got to do something about Reynold's. Coach: What do you mean? He's playing out of his mind! He's diving all over the place...tackling runners left and right...he sacked their quarterback while he was on his hands and knees, for crying out loud! Peter: Yes, and his pants are getting covered with dirt and grass stains! I'm gonna have to scrub those things for hours at the rate he's going, and I'd really like to avoid that. THe detergent makes my fingers itchy. Could you bench him for the second half, at least? Maybe? Please? Coach: Fox, pass me that 10-gallon cooler of water over there, will ya?
This is one of those times where I really think Peter doesn’t quite get how the game’s supposed to work.