New Nickname – Chapter 9, Act 3, Strip 21

Well, we’ve established that cricket pitchers are a thing, by analogy. So cricket batters also must exist. For how would you have cricket batteries, otherwise? Easy proof.

You can observe a lot by watching, they say, but unfortunately Yogi hasn’t had much opportunity to watch Snuka play, so he has to rely on, uh, alternative sources of information. But it’s part of his job, so he’s cultivated a somewhat extensive network of contacts in the intelligence community. They have info on anything and everyone…and, since they have no conscience or morals to speak off (how would they be in that job otherwise), they’re ready to turn coats on the drop of a hat. Or is it “turn coats on a dime”? You know what I mean, anyway.

The information Yogi’s contacts provided him with seems pretty solid. Unlike Yogi, I know a lot about Snuka, and would tend to agree with most of what he’s said about him here. His chronic criminality isn’t stressed a lot, which seems odd – but that might just be those intelligence guys being reluctant to rat out a fellow low-life. But what they say about his psychological resilience definitely rings through – he has lots and lots of that, courtesy of having needed such vast amounts of it to even survive this far.

But Yogi observes correctly (likely by watching) that he’ll need lots of it in this situation, as well. The earlier incident with his pants has not failed to make a lasting first impression on the audience, laying bare not only his greed but also, well, him. And, naturally, Snuka isn’t well-endowed…the universe loves humiliating him, so how could it have granted him something like that? Especially in a situation where dozens of TV cameras and the eyes of tens of thousands of spectators were focused on him?

More on Monday.

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